"How's the reading?" Éponine skipped over to where Courfeyrac was sitting and reading. He was in a corner, being hidden by the shadows. Cosette was next to him, sleeping. Her head was resting in his lap.
"Good. It's easier as it goes," Courfeyrac said, not looking up from the book.
"What's it about?" Éponine asked.
"This game. It's a rule book," Courfeyrac said. "The illustrations are really cool," Courfeyrac showed Éponine the pictures.
The first picture had a bunch of boys gathered outside, playing with tops. One boy had a white whip to help turn it. Another boy had a sword on his belt. Courfeyrac wondered what it would have been like to have a sword. Although, carrying it around might be annoying. He could tell the boys were rich by the fine clothes they dressed in.
The second picture showed a larger group of boys in a clearing with a couple of trees. Some boys had very large wooden hoops. Others had rackets and were hitting a white cone up in the air. It looked like a lot of fun.
The third picture showed a group of boys blindfolding a boy. Courfeyrac wondered what game that was. The boys were standing in a circle around the blindfolded boy, and it seemed like the blindfolded boy was trying to tag them.
The fourth picture was set in a clear, rocky area. Some boys were reading, and others had these large kites up in the air. The focus of the picture was a bunch of boys working on making the kite. There was a lot of string involved.
The fifth picture had boys holding the ends of large pieces of strings. They were jumping through them, either with one person, or with two people holding a bigger string. There was also a dog in the picture.
The sixth picture had boys hitting a ball with rackets back and forth.
"That's jump rope," Éponine pointed to the fifth picture. "It's really fun!"
"We should play it sometime," Courfeyrac said, smiling.
Éponine nodded and skipped away. Courfeyrac sighed and continued reading. There was still no word from their mother. Yet the Thénardiers hadn't kicked them out yet. Courfeyrac wanted to keep hoping that she'll come back, but he knew the chances were dim.
Cosette stirred and woke up.
"What happened?" she yawned.
Courfeyrac smiled again, "when I finish reading this, we're going to play some games."