Marius paced round and round Enjolras' apartment, anxiously awaiting his friend's arrival. When he heard the squeak of a door, the boy strode into the living room and breathlessly explained the situation. Enjolras' face went slack and his complexion paled. Without a word, he turned on his heel and hurried back out the door. Marius trotted behind him like a faithful dog. "What are we to do?" he asked.