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He wasbarred his way This so or, rather, some one was a blind man, a little blind felloith a bearded, Jewish face, who, rowing away in the space about hih his nose with a Hungarian accent: "~Facitote caritateoire, "here's one at last who speaks a Christian tongue I must have a very charitable aspect, since they ask alms of me in the present lean condition of my purse My friend," and he turned towards the blind man, "I sold my last shirt last week; that is to say, since you understand only the language of Cicero: ~Vendidi hebdomade nuper transita meam ultimam chemisan~"

That said, he turned his back upon the blind an to increase his stride at the saless reat haste, and with great clamor of bowl and crutches, upon the paveoire's heels, began to sing their song to him,-"~Caritatem~!" chanted the blind man

"~La buona mancia~!" chanted the cripple in the bowl

And the la: "~Un pedaso de pan~!"

Gringoire stopped up his ears "Oh, tower of Babel!" he exclaimed

He set out to run The blind man ran! The lame man ran! The cripple in the bowl ran!

And then, in proportion as he plunged deeper into the street, cripples in bowls, blind men and lame men, swarmed about him, and men with one arm, and with one eye, and the leprous with their sores, so from little streets adjacent, so, all liht, and humped up in the mire, like snails after a shower

Gringoire, still followed by his three persecutors, and not knowing very as to beco out for the la over the cripples in boith his feet ilish captain who got caught in the quicksand of a swar an effort to retrace his steps But it was too late This whole legion had closed in behind hiars held him fast So he proceeded, impelled both by this irresistible flood, by fear, and by a vertigo which converted all this into a sort of horrible dream