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a is crowd, ‘since hine in yet the loss of ears, or some oth oF thiscro increased 80 nap dly that me ye more than once to keep it t bac -meansof horses’ heels and snquen umes or the. woh, accustomed to wait all hour, for ublic executions, did not manifest any vehement impatience, ' They amused themselves with gazing at the pillory, a ——————$——$—$—LLL Oudarde remonstrated. “No, sister,’ said she, “that is not fit drink for January. Take some of this oan and a bit of the cake we have brought * “she pushed aside the cake, which Mahiette held out | to her. ‘Some brown bread,” was her reply. ‘Here,”’ said Gervaise, catching the charitable spirit of her companions, and taking off her cloak; “ here is something to keep you warm. Put it over your) shoulders.” THE HUNCHBACK OF NOTRE-DAME. 23 rs — - — — -_— _ ———— Here the eye was forced to be content with four flat ointment, which in an incredibly short time closed all Walls and two buttresses uf unlewn stone, and a plain. | the wounds, and threw, over him a kind of yellow bare gibbet, likewise Of stone, standing beside it. The frock shaped like a priest’ 8 cope; while Pierrat Tort+- treat would have been a sorry oné tor the lovers of rue drew through his fingers the thongs saturated with Gothic architecture. Jt is true, however, that no people blood which he shook off upon the pavement. ever held works of art in less estimation than the | Quasimodo’ s punishment was not yetover. He haat i | Parisian populace in the Middle Ages, and that they | still to remain in the pillory that hour which Master cared not a pin about the beauty of the pillory. Florian Barbedienne had so judiciously added to the The culprit, tied tothe tail of a cart, was at length ‘sentence of Messire Robert @Estouteville; to the | brought forward ; and when he had been hoisted upon | great glory of the old physiological and psychologic ul She refused the cloak as she had done the bottle and | the platform, where he could be seen from all points | pun: Sardus absurdus.. The hour-glass, was therefore the cake, with the single word ‘‘Sackcloth.” “But surely,’ resumed the kind-hearted Oudarde, “ you must have perceiy ed that yesterday was a day of public Pee iid, “Ah! yes ” replied the recluse ; “‘ for the last two days I haye nad no water in my pitcher.” After a pause she added : “ Why should the world think of me who do not think of it? When tlie fire’is out the ashes get cold.” * Asif fatigued with the effort of speaking, she drop- ped her héad upon her knees. Tle simple Oudarde | even himself, alternately the object of triumph and of | had or imagined that he h conceived that in the 0m me | words she was | punishment, who could clearly make out the connec-. malicious hunchback of Notre-Dame. a again complaining of cold. *“*Do ve a fire then,”’ paid she. “Fire!"’ exclaimed the récluse, in a strange tone, “and would you make one for the poor baby who has been tinder ground these fifteen years ?’’ Her limbs sliook? her voice trembled, her eyes flashed; she raised hérself upon her knees ; all at once she ex. tended her white, skinny hand toward the boy. ‘ Take away that child,’’ criedshe. “The ceyyoan will pres- ently pass.” She then sank upon her face, and hér forehiead struck the floor with a sound like tlat of a stone falling upon it. The three women concluded that she was dead. Presently, however, she began to stir, and they saw her érawl uvon her hands and knees to the corner where the little shoe was. She was then eut of their sight, and they durst not look after her; but they heard a. ‘thousand kisses and a thousand sf ghs, mingled with iercing shrieks, andl dull, heavy thiktee, us if from a head striking against a wall ; at last, after oth of these blows, $0 moog as to make all three start, hey heard not ing mo she net have killed hersélf!”’ said Gervaise, ven- eunae to put her head in at the ‘aperture. | “ Sister |! Sister Gudule !” “Sister Gudule |!" repeated Oudarde. “Good God!” exclaimed Gervaise, “phe does not ati. She must be dead! Gudule! Gudule !” Mahiette, shocked to such a degree, that she conta wearcely speak, made an effort. ‘‘ Wait a moment,” said she. en going Gots to the window, “ Paquette !”’ she cried, “* metis la Chantefleurie |” A ‘who ughtiessly blows a lighted “<9 > which hi and makes it explode in his eyes, is nat more ed ‘than —— the effect of this name thus t) her feet, and | ed same time The vecluse shook all over, 2, ePrang 4 tem to the window, her fire, with such ve a ree omerh retreated to the parapet of the ~ oe. he ay- ern face of the recluse @ pressed against . the tba pears Abs "she cried, with a horrid | e scene Which was seme then p ean hs e Her bro out of her ce that of ah fetne; So, it is thou, c ehild-etesler,that THE PILLORY. pices ahah ie the one, ne, that W ee aie fost: st ted! | de ed, at # fo dcr Tou ch we are Tog other, pe whom tlie appearance of the four thé four corners of thé pillory ever that some poor hment, sergeants the morning intimated wretch was about to suffer, if not capital p very simple contrivance, consisting of a cube Cerys ponap ag bee high; hollow within. > 8 flight of steps of rough stone led. to the apne 5 Dat form, upon which seen & horizon el of Upon this wheel the ulprit was pepad u = his knees, and with Re hands tied behind him. axle of tim- ber, SON ey by a. capstain coneealea from sight within the little ding, caused the whéel to revolve in the horizontal plane, and thus exhi the culprit’s face woodwork, no delicate sctlpture deeply at in stone, \)su ‘him to be blind also. of the sag, "tis the Egyptian at calls sing his left arm was seen hanging a whip composed of “more laek, more and more i rged ed with h , Bhe } aru and | carelessly turn ‘high as the eYbow. At length he stamped with his cme ae wheel began to turn. "efor thy — wummed | |b ‘ tn the et in a hundred little streams sous. Dn histling in the airin their rotation, sprinkled it in p | to gather themselves up, And’the thongs, cords, d.chains to stretch. The up, was mighty, t ge | paqnenier oes ay to eight ‘of ri fat Aeemtite: but the old shavkles of the me Te people of Paria, wh jacerated back, nor the lashes which fell with redou- | he was still more grotesque aha | of the Place, ‘pound with cords and thongs upoh the | turned, andthe hune hbacx Jeft bound as before, that | Wheel of the pillory, a prodigious booting, mingled | | Justice might be satisfied. With laughter and acclamations, burst from the mob. The populace, especially in a half-civilized era, are in They had recognized Quasimodo. society what the boy isin a family. So long as they It was a strange reverse for the poor fellow to be | continue in this state of primitive ignorance, of moral illoried where, the preceding day,. he had been | and intellectual minority, so long you say of them as hailed and wiuddinsals Pope and Prince of Fools, | of the mischievous urehin: “ That age is without pity.’” escorted by the Duke of’ Egypt, the King of Thunes, | We have already shown that Quasimodo was generally and the Emperor of Galilee. So much is certain, | hated, for more than one good reason, it is true. Tere that there was not a creature in that concourse, not | was scarcely a spectator pmens $16 crowd, but, either ground to ¢ CaBISIT } of the iranee. tion between the two situations. Gringoire and his | in the pillory -aad excited-uniyersal joy; and the severe philosophy were lacking to the spectacle. / punishment which he had unde rgone, and the pitiful Presently Michel Noiret, sworn trumpeter of our, condition in which it had left him, so far from so‘ten- lord the king, commanded silence and proclaimed the ing the populace, had but rendered their hatred more sentence agreeably to the ordinance of the proyost. He mWalignant by. arming it with the sting of mirth. then. fell back behind the cart with his menin their . Thus, when the “ public vengeance” was once satis- official liveries. . | fied—according to the jargon still used by poms ings. / Quasimodo never stirred; he did not so much as | it was,the turn of private revenge to seek yratification. frown. All resistance, indeed, on lis part was rendered Here, as in the great hall the women we 5 st vebe- impossible by what was then calle d, in the language of ment. All bore him some grudge—so . ell, vis. ho criminal jurisprudence, ‘the vehemence and the firm- | chievous. disposition, and others for b ness of the bonds,” which means that the chains and | latter were the’most, furious. A shee e use was the thongs probably cut into the yery fiesh. He had pouredarpon him, Sey RO by hootings, and im- suffered himselt to, be led, and pushed, ‘and carried, and precations, and laughter, and here and ther @ by stones. lifted, and bound again and again. His face betrayed Quasimodo was dea¥, but hoe was “sharp-nighted, ana no other emotion than the astonishment of a savaye or | the fury of the populace was expressed not less ener- an idiot.. He was known'to.be deaf; you would have }getically in their countenances than in their words. | Besides, the pelting of the stones explained th a aning @ was placed on his knees on the circular floor. | of the bursts of laughter. This annoyance a His doublet and shirt were taken off apd he allowed | while unheeded; but by degrees tliat pa witch himself to be stripped to the waist without opposition. had braced itself up under the lash of ot exe ‘He was enmeshed in a fresh series of thongs; he suffer- | gave way wnder all thése stings “Ot dig set y aes Ce ed himselt to be bonnd PR tatty only ‘from time bullof the Asturias, which searcely dei to time he breathed hard, like a calf whose head hangs the attacks of the picador,, is realy dig dangling over the tail of a butcher's cart. _ aud the banderillos. ‘The stupid oaf #3 exclaimed Jehan Frollo du Monlin | At first he wly rolled ‘around a po of to his friend | Poussepain (for the two students | the crowd; but, shackled as he ¥e oa ald het had followed the culprit as a ter of course), ‘he | drive away the flies which Ned | youn, “He Vie ~~ no more idea of what. they going to do thal a | steuggl in his bends, and ie “th ous ons y A loud laugh burst from the mob, when they beheld | TY ~ ek: toincrease the jecrs and the der ulls of Quasimodo’s naked hump, his camel ‘breast, and his fee eee eumater, } or, ea ane like a chaiii pabenet, man of short stature and robust frame, clad in the , that fe domid abe lar, agair eguiet: tery, of the city, aseeuded platform and placed | though at tinea gh of rage heaye vite if nye circulated among the crowd. It was Master , discerned in his face.’ ag too i 2 Tro errat Torterue, sworn tormentor of the Chatelet. corner of the pillory an hour-glass; the upper divi- | felt rr # poaggrtecte te mold of such sion of which was full of red sand, that dropped into , But rag despair, slow] bird shut ng 4 in a box.” e old wheel of the pillory ereak up ni 8 axis. scaly and hairy shoulders. Amidst all this “mirth, a lf by the side of the culprit. His name was _his chest. Not a blush, not a trace shan as to be and too near the st ate of Aart . The first thing he did was to set down upon one | shame was. Besides, i it possible t e lower half. then drew back his cloak, and over hid whe ‘face a cloud which grad nak This cloud, make be cleared.off_a mom creme: ge a niule bearing @ priest, | uasimodo shook in caught a glimpse of this lead a pri e amaze agi lenlly expr a 4 1D pis | tance, theiface of the poor. sufferer assumed a loc lutea fie drew fresh sh shouts of tor © gentleness. The rage which had cont racted t was sv All at once, at the age pea when ms henge Be _its preg ee of, snefiab yproac tion d the m -should i sas nl sinile yoo cumpoanl wo, — : ie | - or 8 aBX,S ad ‘rival of a yo at the ee thea ; Hear cinta unlucky enough to the pillory for its aider to. he suf- : ferer, the ait cae cast rte his. , ad ‘Biuhn fare ne giteet ene own us. ave + Pe fenilisdneoteees pod pes desi ce and pain § jnown or gainones, Og ya a powder himay pt vena Sake? ‘ suds P ‘ ae 4) This priest was the ne e 8 one Way, Mensing Yt the while, i like a bull stung |. Quasimodo’s? Sepifneed overcast by: a darker cloud white ng thongs, knott twisted, and id flashes fro din @ tho with sharp bits of neni. With his lett hand he ‘i up the right sleeve of his shirt as %, ank by ce than éver. For sometime a gi arcane stroke succeeded the first, then came a sae , but it a oy. im of bi d, and another, Ma sabe another. pad wheel tose) comtitiyed (' ah ant ‘oe Seen ae der thongs, = struggled in his chains with a redoubled ei despair that made the»whole machine shake; and, oe the silenee Pree e had hitherto kept, he ried in a hoarse and furion voice, more like the roar- _ ders of thé hunchback; and the s over the gaping crowd. ‘ Cente ath He had oh Recs + ae ae ing of a wild beust than the articulate tones of a human and without ort, eave a bree ‘te oe ten Wat er |” His eye was seen = flash, his muscles his | This ore Of distress, heard aboveltlie —enee and iti sion, peryes.ca) l. | to confess.the truth, were rove too tough. Th They cracked and that was fas pa Stn deep dexp WETS Place so pie or less. brutalized mere ln ton the 1€ uasimodo sank down e is.countenance to ression_ of de ondelcy.— He closed his # to an emp dropped nis ad upon his | eons aad the ner > ie breast, and counterfeited death, | stra — of anntiae a vo ce WwW raise Thenceforward he stirred not. Nothing could make around the wn epy a amas ut in scorn an me him flinchneither the blood which oozed from his sion of his distre P ics oment t to every point de the py in succession. This was bled force, nor the fury ofthe executioner, rgused and | able; his face pmpurpled, and trick] ) irnt called turning a crim ; \sheated by the exercise, nor the hissing and whizzing of | tion, his ous —_ wildly, his month ie th Thus you see, She Pillory of tne Gre was ho | the horrible thongs. At length, an usher of the Cbhate- | rageand agony, and his ton lolli y out. dt. It Sol 80 Interesting he ¥ bey “arctectra ‘as the cra oth tne let, Habited im black, and mounted ttpon a black horse, | nrust also satomal oes table soul of Tiere | who had taken his station by the steps at the commence- |.either sex been tempted to ca t of water to | monumental abou “it: y Tao pomee ment of the flogging, extended his ny wand to the wretched sittferne 80 et Notion of no octagon lante nO slender fi Spo at eo at the | t e hour-glass. The executioner held his hand ; infamy and disgrace attach cx: ous steps a hy of ther into Sy eesnnaeiedtnd fe battt Ht gait Fo} ly eel sto + Quasimodo's eye slowly opened. < of the Bilary that it would ha leterred no tastic and OAT ae nied ot atcliredd Two at ndants of the sworn tormentor's washed the the good Samaritan. bleeding back of the sufferer, rubbed it with a sort of' Ina few minutes oo hveyéa et crowd Gomichbooks. co