Now for my pains, promise me-“<br />And she hesitated.<br />“What?” asked Marius.<br />“Promise me!”<br />“I promise you.”<br />“Promise to kiss me on the forehead when I’m dead. I’ll feel it.”<br />She let her head fall back on Marius’s knees and her eyelids closed. He thought the poor soul had gone. Eponine lay motionless, but just when Marius supposed her forever asleep, she slowly opened her eyes, revealing the somber depths of death, and said to him in an accent whose sweetness already seemed to come from another world, “And then, do you know, Monsieur Marius, I believe I was a little in love with you.”<br />She tried to smile again and died.