BOOK TENTH.
CHAPTER 3. LONG LIVE MIRTH.
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Meanwhile, the rabble applauded with shouts of laughter;
and seeing that the tumult was increasing around him, the
scholar cried,--.
"Oh! what a fine noise! Populi debacchantis populosa
debacchatio!" Then he began to sing, his eye swimming in
ecstasy, in the tone of a canon intoning vespers, Quoe
cantica! quoe organa! quoe cantilenoe! quoe meloclioe hic
sine fine decantantur! Sonant melliflua hymnorum organa,
suavissima angelorum melodia, cantica canticorum mira!
He broke off: "Tavern-keeper of the devil, give me
some supper!"
There was a moment of partial silence, during which the
sharp voice of the Duke of Egypt rose, as he gave instructions
to his Bohemians.
"The weasel is called Adrune; the fox, Blue-foot, or the
Racer of the Woods; the wolf, Gray-foot, or Gold-foot; the
bear the Old Man, or Grandfather. The cap of a gnome confers
invisibility, and causes one to behold invisible things.
Every toad that is baptized must be clad in red or black
velvet, a bell on its neck, a bell on its feet. The godfather
holds its head, the godmother its hinder parts. 'Tis the
demon Sidragasum who hath the power to make wenches
dance stark naked."
"By the mass!" interrupted Jehan, "I should like to be
the demon Sidragasum."
Meanwhile, the vagabonds continued to arm themselves and
whisper at the other end of the dram-shop.
"That poor Esmeralda!" said a Bohemian. "She is our
sister. She must be taken away from there."
"Is she still at Notre-Dame?" went on a merchant with
the appearance of a Jew.
"Yes, pardieu!"
"Well! comrades!" exclaimed the merchant, "to Notre-Dame!
So much the better, since there are in the chapel of Saints
Féréol and Ferrution two statues, the one of John the
Baptist, the other of Saint-Antoine, of solid gold, weighing
together seven marks of gold and fifteen estellins; and the
pedestals are of silver-gilt, of seventeen marks, five ounces.
I know that; I am a goldsmith."
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