edwarddespard:

reygroff:

“Grantaire,” Enjolras said gravely, “I consent to try you. You shall go to the Barriere du Maine.”

Grantaire lived in furnished lodgings very near the Cafe Musain. He went out, and five minutes later he returned. He had gone home to put on a Robespierre waistcoat.

“Red,” said he as he entered, and he looked intently at Enjolras. Then, with the palm of his energetic hand, he flattened the two scarlet points of the waistcoat across his breast. And stepping up to Enjolras, he whispered in his ear:— “Don’t worry.” He jammed his hat on resolutely and departed.

Wonderful to see a confident, flamboyant R in this moment!