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And then, it was touching to behold this protection which had fallen fro so unhappy, a creature condemned to death saved by Quasimodo They were two extre into contact and aiding each other

Meanwhile, after several ed abruptly into the church with his burden The populace, fond of all prowess, sought hi that he had so speedily disappeared from their acclamations All at once, he was seen to re-appear at one of the extres of France; he traversed it, running like a : "Sanctuary!" The crowd broke forth into fresh applause The gallery passed, he plunged once more into the interior of the church A moypsy still in his ar, "Sanctuary!" and the throng applauded Finally, he made his appearance for the third tireat bell; froirl whom he had saved, and his voice of thunder, that voice which was so rarely heard, and which he never heard himself, repeated thrice with frenzy, even to the clouds: "Sanctuary! Sanctuary! Sanctuary!"

"Noel! Noel!" shouted the populace in its turn; and that immense acclamation flew to astonish the crowd assembled at the Grève on the other bank, and the recluse as still waiting with her eyes riveted on the gibbet