Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead. --I shall feel it.She dropped her head again on Marius knees and her eyelids closed. He thought the poor soul had departed. Eponine remained motionless. All at once at the very moment when Marius fancied her asleep forever she slowly opened her eyes in which appeared the sombre profundity of death and said to him in a tone whose sweetness seemed already to proceed from another world--And by the way Monsieur Marius I believe that I was a little bit in love with you.