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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。

At that moment; he felt some one pluck at the hem of his surtout; he turned round; and not without ill…humor; and found considerable difficulty in smiling; but he was obliged to do so; nevertheless。  It was the pretty arm of Gisquette la Gencienne; which; passed through the railing; was soliciting his attention in this manner。

〃Monsieur;〃 said the young girl; 〃are they going to continue?〃

〃Of course;〃 replied Gringoire; a good deal shocked by the question。

〃In that case; messire;〃 she resumed; 〃would you have the courtesy to explain to me〃

〃What they are about to say?〃 interrupted Gringoire。 〃Well; listen。〃

〃No;〃 said Gisquette; 〃but what they have said so far。〃

Gringoire started; like a man whose wound has been probed to the quick。

〃A plague on the stupid and dull…witted little girl!〃 he muttered; between his teeth。

From that moment forth; Gisquette was nothing to him。

In the meantime; the actors had obeyed his injunction; and the public; seeing that they were beginning to speak again; began once more to listen; not without having lost many beauties in the sort of soldered joint which was formed between the two portions of the piece thus abruptly cut short。  Gringoire commented on it bitterly to himself。 Nevertheless; tranquillity was gradually restored; the scholar held his peace; the mendicant counted over some coins in his hat; and the piece resumed the upper hand。

It was; in fact; a very fine work; and one which; as it seems to us; might be put to use to…day; by the aid of a little rearrangement。  The exposition; rather long and rather empty; that is to say; according to the rules; was simple; and Gringoire; in the candid sanctuary of his own conscience; admired its clearness。  As the reader may surmise; the four allegorical personages were somewhat weary with having traversed the three sections of the world; without having found suitable opportunity for getting rid of their golden dolphin。  Thereupon a eulogy of the marvellous fish; with a thousand delicate allusions to the young betrothed of Marguerite of Flanders; then sadly cloistered in at Amboise; and without a suspicion that Labor and Clergy; Nobility and Merchandise had just made the circuit of the world in his behalf。  The said dauphin was then young; was handsome; was stout; and; above all (magnificent origin of all royal virtues); he was the son of the Lion of France。  I declare that this bold metaphor is admirable; and that the natural history of the theatre; on a day of allegory and royal marriage songs; is not in the least startled by a dolphin who is the son of a lion。  It is precisely these rare and Pindaric mixtures which prove the poet's enthusiasm。  Nevertheless; in order to play the part of critic also; the poet might have developed this beautiful idea in something less than two hundred lines。  It is true that the mystery was to last from noon until four o'clock; in accordance with the orders of monsieur the provost; and that it was necessary to say something。  Besides; the people listened patiently。

All at once; in the very middle of a quarrel between Mademoiselle Merchandise and Madame Nobility; at the moment when Monsieur Labor was giving utterance to this wonderful line;

    In forest ne'er was seen a more triumphant beast;

the door of the reserved gallery which had hitherto remained so inopportunely closed; opened still more inopportunely; and the ringing voice of the usher announced abruptly; 〃His eminence; Monseigneur the Cardinal de Bourbon。〃




CHAPTER III。

MONSIEUR THE CARDINAL。



Poor Gringoire! the din of all the great double petards of the Saint…Jean; the discharge of twenty arquebuses on supports; the detonation of that famous serpentine of the Tower of Billy; which; during the siege of Paris; on Sunday; the twenty…sixth of September; 1465; killed seven Burgundians at one blow; the explosion of all the powder stored at the gate of the Temple; would have rent his ears less rudely at that solemn and dramatic moment; than these few words; which fell from the lips of the usher; 〃His eminence; Monseigneur the Cardinal de Bourbon。〃

It is not that Pierre Gringoire either feared or disdained monsieur the cardinal。  He had neither the weakness nor the audacity for that。  A true eclectic; as it would be expressed nowadays; Gringoire was one of those firm and lofty; moderate and calm spirits; which always know how to bear themselves amid all circumstances (~stare in dimidio rerum~); and who are full of reason and of liberal philosophy; while still setting store by cardinals。  A rare; precious; and never interrupted race of philosophers to whom wisdom; like another Ariadne; seems to have given a clew of thread which they have been walking along unwinding since the beginning of the world; through the labyrinth of human affairs。  One finds them in all ages; ever the same; that is to say; always according to all times。  And; without reckoning our Pierre Gringoire; who may represent them in the fifteenth century if we succeed in bestowing upon him the distinction which he deserves; it certainly was their spirit which animated Father du Breul; when he wrote; in the sixteenth; these naively sublime words; worthy of all centuries: 〃I am a Parisian by nation; and a Parrhisian in language; for ~parrhisia~ in Greek signifies liberty of speech; of which I have made use even towards messeigneurs the cardinals; uncle and brother to Monsieur the Prince de Conty; always with respect to their greatness; and without offending any one of their suite; which is much to say。〃

There was then neither hatred for the cardinal; nor disdain for his presence; in the disagreeable impression produced upon Pierre Gringoire。  Quite the contrary; our poet had too much good sense and too threadbare a coat; not to attach particular importance to having the numerous allusions in his prologue; and; in particular; the glorification of the dauphin; son of the Lion of France; fall upon the most eminent ear。  But it is not interest which predominates in the noble nature of poets。  I suppose that the entity of the poet may be represented by the number ten; it is certain that a chemist on analyzing and pharmacopolizing it; as Rabelais says; would find it composed of one part interest to nine parts of self…esteem。

Now; at the moment when the door had opened to admit the cardinal; the nine parts of self…esteem in Gringoire; swollen and expanded by the breath of popular admiration; were in a state of prodigious augmentation; beneath which disappeared; as though stifled; that imperceptible molecule of which we have just remarked upon in the constitution of poets; a precious ingredient; by the way; a ballast of reality and humanity; without which they would not touch the earth。  Gringoire enjoyed seeing; feeling; fingering; so to speak an entire assembly (of knaves; it is true; but what matters that ?) stupefied; petrified; and as though asphyxiated in the presence of the incommensurable tirades which welled up every instant from all parts of his bridal song。  I affirm that he shared the general beatitude; and that; quite the reverse of La Fontaine; who; at the presentation of his comedy of the 〃Florentine;〃 asked; 〃Who is the ill…bred lout who made that rhapsody?〃 Gringoire would gladly have inquired of his neighbor; 〃Whose masterpiece is this?〃

The reader can now judge of the effect produced upon him by the abrupt and unseasonable arrival of the cardinal。

That which he had to fear was only too fully realized。 The entrance of 

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