"Grantaire, will you do a service?"
"Any one; clean your boots."
"Well, do not meddle in our affairs, sleep off your absinthe."
"You are an ungrateful fellow, Enjolras!"
"You be the man capable of going to the Barrière du Maine!"
"I am capable of going down the Rue des Grès, crossing St. Michael's Square, cutting through the Rue Monsieur le Prince, taking the Rue de Vaugirard, passing the Carmelites, turning into the Rue d'Assas, arriving at the Rue Cherche Midi, leaving behind me the Council of War, stepping across the Rue des Vieilles-Tuileries, following the main road, going through the gate and entering Richefeu's. I am capable of all that, and so are my shoes."
"Do you know the men at Richefeu's?"
"Not much."
"What will you say to them?"
"Talk to them about Robespierre, Danton, and principles."