Grantaire laughed. "Yes, yes. We know Courfeyrac, who he stays with, and he has - well, actually... you are from after the barricade, I assume?" His smile had faded by now, but he shook that off. "Well, that's how we know him."
"It doesn't matter - he's here. He'll be confused, of course - he's not married to you yet. He's been moping about you being miles away in England. He'll be thrilled to see you. We can take you to him, if you'd like?"