| BOOK FIRST.
CHAPTER 2. PIERRE GRINGOIRE.
 (continued)The silence which he preserved allowed the prologue to
 proceed without hindrance, and no perceptible disorder would
 have ensued, if ill-luck had not willed that the scholar Joannes
 should catch sight, from the heights of his pillar, of the
 mendicant and his grimaces.  A wild fit of laughter took
 possession of the young scamp, who, without caring that he
 was interrupting the spectacle, and disturbing the universal
 composure, shouted boldly,-- "Look! see that sickly creature asking alms!" Any one who has thrown a stone into a frog pond, or fired a
 shot into a covey of birds, can form an idea of the effect produced
 by these incongruous words, in the midst of the general
 attention.  It made Gringoire shudder as though it had been
 an electric shock.  The prologue stopped short, and all heads
 turned tumultuously towards the beggar, who, far from being
 disconcerted by this, saw, in this incident, a good opportunity
 for reaping his harvest, and who began to whine in
 a doleful way, half closing his eyes the while,--"Charity,
 please!" "Well--upon my soul," resumed Joannes, "it's Clopin
 Trouillefou!  HolĂ  he, my friend, did your sore bother you
 on the leg, that you have transferred it to your arm?"
 So saying, with the dexterity of a monkey, he flung a bit of
 silver into the gray felt hat which the beggar held in his
 ailing arm.  The mendicant received both the alms and the sarcasm
 without wincing, and continued, in lamentable tones,-- "Charity, please!" This episode considerably distracted the attention of the
 audience; and a goodly number of spectators, among them
 Robin Poussepain, and all the clerks at their head, gayly
 applauded this eccentric duet, which the scholar, with his
 shrill voice, and the mendicant had just improvised in the
 middle of the prologue. Gringoire was highly displeased.  On recovering from his
 first stupefaction, he bestirred himself to shout, to the four
 personages on the stage, "Go on!  What the devil!--go on!"
 --without even deigning to cast a glance of disdain upon the
 two interrupters. |