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'notre-dame！'cried

the

archdeacon，as

the

mounte-bank，the

perspiration

pouring

off his

face，passed

before him

with his

pyramid of

cat and

chair—'what

does m re

pierre

gringoire

here？' the

stern

voice of

the

archdeacon

so

startled

the poor

devil that

he lost

his

balance，and

with it

his whole

erection，and

the chair

and the

cat came

toppling

over right

on to the

heads of

the

spectators

and in the

midst of a

deafening

uproar. it

is

probable

that

pierre

gringoire（for