Joly is aware of a thought that, in some way, their quest was perhaps not what it was meant to be; that for Feuilly, or Courfeyrac, or many of their friends, it might have been a very different matter. But that thought promptly goes to nap in the same secret room that's currently holding his sobriety.

And it was fun! And they have parting gifts! Yes!

So Joly nods, and says with a terrible attempt to sound calm and reserved, "Yes, indeed! Quests for all!--Provided they end with everyone home for dinner-time, I'm quite for it."

Well, dinner time is important. Of this Joly's entirely certain, and the cats will vote his opinion. He says something to that effect, as they stroll back home, and a great deal else he won't remember in the morning, occupied now with the epic task of keeping his feet and gesturing illustratively about parts of their trip that totally happened, Feuilly, you should have seen it.