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A sound of wrath and grief followed the first cries of triuers Quasimodo, impassive, with both elbows propped on the balustrade, looked on He had the air of an old, bushy-headed king at his

As for Jehan Frollo, he was in a critical position He found hier, alone, separated froh While Quasi with the ladder, the scholar had run to the postern which he believed to be open It was not The deaf allery Jehan had then concealed hi upon the aze, like the erie, went one evening to a love rendezvous, mistook the hich he was to climb, and suddenly found himself face to face with a white bear

For the first few moments, the deaf man paid no heed to hihtened up He had just caught sight of the scholar

Jehan prepared hih shock, but the deaf man remained motionless; only he had turned towards the scholar and was looking at hi at me with that solitary andscamp stealthily adjusted his crossbow

"Quasie your surname: you shall be called the blind man"

The shot sped The feathered vireton whizzed and entered the hunchback's left arm Quasi Pharamond He laid his hand on the arrow, tore it fro knee; then he let the two pieces drop on the floor, rather than threw them down But Jehan had no opportunity to fire a second ti heavily, bounded like a grasshopper, and he fell upon the scholar, whose arainst the wall by the blow

An arroith a pyras by which a rotatory loo was seen

Quasirasped with his left hand the two arhly did he feel that he was lost With his right hand, the deaf man detached one by one, in silence, with sinister slowness, all the pieces of his ar pieces One would have said that it was athe scholar's iron shell at his feet, piece by piece When the scholar beheld himself disarmed, stripped, weak, and naked in those terrible hands, he h audaciously in his face, and to sing with his intrepid heedlessness of a child of sixteen, the then popular ditty:"~Elle est bien habillée, La ville de Cambrai; Marafin l'a pillée~"The city of Cambrai is well dressed Marafin plundered it