| BOOK SIXTH.
CHAPTER 1. AN IMPARTIAL GLANCE AT THE ANCIENT MAGISTRACY.
 (continued)It was he indeed. It was Quasimodo, bound, encircled, roped, pinioned, and
 under good guard.  The squad of policemen who surrounded
 him was assisted by the chevalier of the watch in person,
 wearing the arms of France embroidered on his breast,
 and the arms of the city on his back.  There was nothing,
 however, about Quasimodo, except his deformity, which could
 justify the display of halberds and arquebuses; he was
 gloomy, silent, and tranquil.  Only now and then did his
 single eye cast a sly and wrathful glance upon the bonds
 with which he was loaded. He cast the same glance about him, but it was so dull and
 sleepy that the women only pointed him out to each other
 in derision. Meanwhile Master Florian, the auditor, turned over
 attentively the document in the complaint entered against
 Quasimodo, which the clerk handed him, and, having thus
 glanced at it, appeared to reflect for a moment.  Thanks to
 this precaution, which he always was careful to take at the
 moment when on the point of beginning an examination, he knew
 beforehand the names, titles, and misdeeds of the accused,
 made cut and dried responses to questions foreseen, and
 succeeded in extricating himself from all the windings of
 the interrogation without allowing his deafness to be too
 apparent.  The written charges were to him what the dog is to
 the blind man.  If his deafness did happen to betray him here
 and there, by some incoherent apostrophe or some unintelligible
 question, it passed for profundity with some, and for
 imbecility with others.  In neither case did the honor of the
 magistracy sustain any injury; for it is far better that a judge
 should be reputed imbecile or profound than deaf.  Hence he
 took great care to conceal his deafness from the eyes of all,
 and he generally succeeded so well that he had reached the
 point of deluding himself, which is, by the way, easier than
 is supposed.  All hunchbacks walk with their heads held
 high, all stutterers harangue, all deaf people speak low.  As
 for him, he believed, at the most, that his ear was a little
 refractory.  It was the sole concession which he made on this
 point to public opinion, in his moments of frankness and
 examination of his conscience. |