| BOOK SIXTH.
CHAPTER 1. AN IMPARTIAL GLANCE AT THE ANCIENT MAGISTRACY.
 (continued)"Ventre Dieu! 'tis well adjudged!" cried the little scholar,
 Jehan Frollo du Moulin, from his corner. The provost turned and fixed his flashing eyes once more on
 Quasimodo.  "I believe the knave said 'Ventre Dieu' Clerk,
 add twelve deniers Parisian for the oath, and let the vestry
 of Saint Eustache have the half of it; I have a particular
 devotion for Saint Eustache." In a few minutes the sentence was drawn up.  Its tenor
 was simple and brief.  The customs of the provostship and
 the viscomty had not yet been worked over by President
 Thibaut Baillet, and by Roger Barmne, the king's advocate;
 they had not been obstructed, at that time, by that lofty
 hedge of quibbles and procedures, which the two jurisconsults
 planted there at the beginning of the sixteenth century.  All
 was clear, expeditious, explicit.  One went straight to the
 point then, and at the end of every path there was immediately
 visible, without thickets and without turnings; the wheel, the
 gibbet, or the pillory.  One at least knew whither one was
 going. The clerk presented the sentence to the provost, who
 affixed his seal to it, and departed to pursue his round of
 the audience hall, in a frame of mind which seemed destined
 to fill all the jails in Paris that day.  Jehan Frollo and
 Robin Poussepain laughed in their sleeves.  Quasimodo gazed
 on the whole with an indifferent and astonished air. However, at the moment when Master Florian Barbedienne
 was reading the sentence in his turn, before signing it, the
 clerk felt himself moved with pity for the poor wretch of a
 prisoner, and, in the hope of obtaining some mitigation of the
 penalty, he approached as near the auditor's ear as possible,
 and said, pointing to Quasimodo, "That man is deaf." He hoped that this community of infirmity would awaken
 Master Florian's interest in behalf of the condemned man.
 But, in the first place, we have already observed that Master
 Florian did not care to have his deafness noticed.  In the
 next place, he was so hard of hearing That he did not catch a
 single word of what the clerk said to him; nevertheless, he
 wished to have the appearance of hearing, and replied, "Ah!
 ah! that is different; I did not know that.  An hour more of
 the pillory, in that case." |