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That night, Quasimodo did not sleep He had just made his last round of the church He had not noticed, that at thethe doors, the archdeacon had passed close to hi and barring with care the enore leaves the solidity of a wall Dom Claude's air was even more preoccupied than usual Moreover, since the nocturnal adventure in the cell, he had constantly abused Quasimodo, but in vain did he ill treat, and even beat hi disturbed the subnation of the faithful bellringer He endured everything on the part of the archdeacon, insults, threats, bloithout azed uneasily after Dom Claude when the latter ascended the staircase of the tower; but the archdeacon had abstained froypsy's eyes

On that night, accordingly, Quasilance at his poor bells which he so neglected now, Jacqueline, Marie, and Thibauld,his dark lanturn, well closed, upon the leads, he began to gaze at Paris The night, as we have already said, was very dark Paris which, so to speak was not lighted at that epoch, presented to the eye a confused collection of black masses, cut here and there by the whitish curve of the Seine Quasiht with the exception of onein a distant edifice, whose vague and sombre profile was outlined well above the roofs, in the direction of the Porte Sainte-Antoine There also, there was soer peered into that horizon of ht, he felt within him an inexpressible uneasiness For several days he had been upon his guard He had perceivedgirl's asylu constantly about the church He fancied that soainst the unhappy refugee He iainst hiht happen soon Hence he re in his dream-place," as Rabelais says, with his eye directed alternately on the cell and on Paris, keeping faithful guard, like a good dog, with a thousand suspicions in his reat city with that eye which nature, by a sort of co that it could alans which Quasiular about the Quay de la Vieille-Pelleterie, that there was aout blackly against the whiteness of the water was not straight and tranquil, like that of the other quays, but that it undulated to the eye, like the waves of a river, or like the heads of a crowd in motion