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In the twinkling of an eye, all was ready to execute Coppenole's idea Bourgeois, scholars and law clerks all set to work The little chapel situated opposite thematch A pane broken in the pretty roseabove the door, left free a circle of stone through which it was agreed that the competitors should thrust their heads In order to reach it, it was only necessary to sheads, which had been produced from I know not where, and perched one upon the other, after a fashion It was settled that each candidate, man or woman (for it was possible to choose a fe the irimace fresh and complete, cover his face and remain concealed in the chapel until the moment of his appearance In less than an instant, the chapel was croith competitors, upon whom the door was then closed

Coppenole, fro the uproar, the cardinal, no less abashed than Gringoire, had retired with all his suite, under the pretext of business and vespers, without the crohich his arrival had so deeply stirred being in the least moved by his departure Guillaume Rym was the only one who noticed his eminence's discomfiture The attention of the populace, like the sun, pursued its revolution; having set out from one end of the hall, and halted for a space in the middle, it had now reached the other end The allery had each had their day; it was now the turn of the chapel of Louis XI Henceforth, the field was open to all folly There was no one there now, but the Flean The first face which appeared at the aperture, with eyelids turned up to the reds, a mouth open like a maw, and a brorinkled like our hussar boots of the Ehter that Hoods Nevertheless, the grand hall was anything but Olyoire's poor Jupiter knew it better than any one else A second and third grihter and transports of delight went on increasing There was in this spectacle, a peculiar power of intoxication and fascination, of which it would be difficult to convey to the reader of our day and our salons any idea

Let the reader picture to hieole to the trapezium, from the cone to the polyhedron; all hues, froed and dying; all religious phantasories, from Faun to Beelzebub; all animal profiles, from the maw to the beak, frorotesque figures of the Pont Neuf, those night life and breath, and co eyes; all thein succession before your glass,--in a word, a human kaleidoscope