"Oh, I'll give them a piece of my mind," she tells him. "And some other part of me shoved up their, well, probably not something I need to say here." Cosette doesn't get the point of being afraid until something shitty is actually happening. What's the point of fearing until you know?

She leans across the table to get a better look at the picture. "No, I can't say that I've ever seen him before in my life."