| BOOK TENTH.
CHAPTER 3. LONG LIVE MIRTH.
 (continued)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." |