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"Doith them!" put in little Jehan, as counterpoint; "doith Master Andry, the beadles and the scribes; the theologians, the doctors and the decretists; the procurators, the electors and the rector!"

"The end of the world has co up his ears

"By the way, there's the rector! see, he is passing through the Place," cried one of those in the

Each rivalled his neighbor in his haste to turn towards the Place

"Is it really our venerable rector, Master Thibaut?" de to one of the inner pillars, could not see as going on outside

"Yes, yes," replied all the others, "it is really he, Master Thibaut, the rector"

It was, in fact, the rector and all the dignitaries of the university, erein procession in front of the e the Place The students crowded into the , saluted them as they passed with sarcas at the head of his company, had to support the first broadside; it was severe

"Good day, ood day there!"

"How does he a on his rave; hé! good day, monsieur le recteur Thibaut! ~Tybalde aleator~! Old fool! old gambler!"

"God preserve you! Did you throw double six often last night?"

"Oh! what a decrepit face, livid and haggard and draith the love of ga and of dice!"

"Where are you bound for in that fashion, Thibaut, ~Tybalde ad dados~, with your back turned to the university, and trotting towards the town?"

"He is on his way, no doubt, to seek a lodging in the Rue Thibautodé?" cried Jehan du M Moulin

~Thibaut au des~,--Thibaut of the dice

The entire band repeated this quip in a voice of thunder, clapping their hands furiously

"You are going to seek a lodging in the Rue Thibautodé, are you not, amester on the side of the devil?"

Then canitaries

"Doith the beadles! doith the mace-bearers!"

"Tell me, Robin Pouissepain, who is that yonder?"

"He is Gilbert de Suilly, ~Gilbertus de Soliaco~, the chancellor of the College of Autun"