| BOOK FIFTH.
CHAPTER 1. ABBAS BEATI MARTINI.
 (continued)"You have said it," replied Claude, who seemed absorbed
 in a profound meditation, and stood resting, his forefinger
 bent backward on the folio which had come from the famous
 press of Nuremberg.  Then he added these mysterious words:
 "Alas! alas! small things come at the end of great things; a
 tooth triumphs over a mass.  The Nile rat kills the crocodile,
 the swordfish kills the whale, the book will kill the edifice." The curfew of the cloister sounded at the moment when
 Master Jacques was repeating to his companion in low tones,
 his eternal refrain, "He is mad!" To which his companion
 this time replied, "I believe that he is." It was the hour when no stranger could remain in the
 cloister.  The two visitors withdrew.  "Master," said Gossip
 Tourangeau, as he took leave of the archdeacon, "I love wise
 men and great minds, and I hold you in singular esteem.
 Come to-morrow to the Palace des Tournelles, and inquire for
 the Abbé de Sainte-Martin, of Tours." The archdeacon returned to his chamber dumbfounded,
 comprehending at last who Gossip Tourangeau was, and recalling
 that passage of the register of Sainte-Martin, of Tours:--
 Abbas beati Martini, SCILICET REX FRANCIAE, est canonicus de
 consuetudine et habet parvam proebendam quam habet sanctus
 Venantius, et debet sedere in sede thesaurarii. It is asserted that after that epoch the archdeacon had
 frequent conferences with Louis XI., when his majesty came
 to Paris, and that Dom Claude's influence quite overshadowed
 that of Olivier le Daim and Jacques Coictier, who, as was his
 habit, rudely took the king to task on that account. |