[Marius's shoulders relax, and a small, soft sigh of relief escapes him at Enjolras's assurance. He's progressed his studies far enough that it would be a great pity for him to be forced to stop, after all—although, now that he thinks of it, Enjolras or any of his other friends are not the type to discourage him from his not-quite-so-legal studies.
He cants his head to one side. He has read a great deal of literature. The Organt is not one of them. He hesitates only for a second, due to timidity, then pushes himself to ask, with a little shyness,]
no subject
He cants his head to one side. He has read a great deal of literature. The Organt is not one of them. He hesitates only for a second, due to timidity, then pushes himself to ask, with a little shyness,]
Will you allow me to borrow them?