Courfeyrac is hastily riffling through the pages now - he would like to read about 1848! But it's a big book and he cannot find it, so he looks to his friends.

'I would volunteer to speak to the man about this, but I have not seen him here yet. I will introduce myself - properly this time - if you'd like me to, but if you are speaking to him about the book anyway Enjolras, perhaps you might enquire after this at the same time? The spy cannot find out anything about the future - he may be dead in sixteen years time, but that does not mean he won't leave instructions behind him.'