Lucien Enjolras

"Laertes." He takes Enjolras by the hand and shakes it firmly, with a smile that reaches his eyes. "I'll look for it all the same," he promises. "Did you know--this place makes us hear each other in our own tongues? And read, too, I think. It's a pity; French is a lovelier language than Danish, and I'm sure you're very eloquent in it. I should see if there's any Aristophanes here in the original Greek."