Courfeyrac has been quietly humming along with Jehan's dirge, and takes in the back-and-forth between Javert and Enjolras with raised eyebrows. He had no idea a grown man could be so childish. But at Bahorel's words, he stands up.

'I can do it if you like, and ask around the place to see if anyone has this key to hand. We'll need more wine, in any case. If we have to be stuck in unpleasant company, at least we may amuse ourselves.'

Which the spy will no doubt hate, and so much the better.