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Immerse yourself in one of the classic masterpieces of Western literature. Victor Hugo's sweeping epic The Hunchback of Notre Dame is a timeless tale of unrequited love that also touches on themes of jealousy, passion, purity, social justice, and moral goodness.


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Date de parution 01 décembre 2009
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EAN13 9781775416937
Langue English

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The Hunchback of Notre Dame Or, Our Lady of Paris First published in 1831.
ISBN 978-1-775416-93-7
While every effort has been used to ensure the accuracy and reliability of the information contained in The Floating Press edition of this book, The Floating Press does not assume liability or responsibility for any errors or omissions in this book. The Floating Press does not accept responsibility for loss suffered as a result of reliance upon the accuracy or currency of information contained in this book. Do not use while operating a motor vehicle or heavy equipment. Many suitcases look alike.
Preface BOOK FIRST Chapter I - The Grand Hall Chapter II - Pierre Gringoire Chapter III - Monsieur the Cardinal Chapter IV - Master Jacques Coppenole Chapter V - Quasimodo Chapter VI - Esmeralda BOOK SECOND Chapter I - From Charybdis to Scylla Chapter II - The Place de Greve Chapter III - Kisses for Blows Chapter IV - The Inconveniences of Following a Pretty Woman Through theStreets in the Evening Chapter V - Result of the Dangers Chapter VI - The Broken Jug Chapter VII - A Bridal Night BOOK THIRD Chapter I - Notre-Dame Chapter II - A Bird's-Eye View of Paris BOOK FOURTH Chapter I - Good Souls Chapter II - Claude Frollo Chapter III - Immanis Pecoris Custos, Immanior Ipse Chapter IV - The Dog and His Master Chapter V - More About Claude Frollo Chapter VI - Unpopularity BOOK FIFTH Chapter I - Abbas Beati Martini Chapter II - This Will Kill That BOOK SIXTH Chapter I - An Impartial Glance at the Ancient Magistracy Chapter II - The Rat-Hole Chapter III - History of a Leavened Cake of Maize Chapter IV - A Tear for a Drop of Water Chapter V - End of the Story of the Cake BOOK SEVENTH Chapter I - The Danger of Confiding One's Secret to a Goat Chapter II - A Priest and a Philosopher Are Two Different Things Chapter III - The Bells Chapter IV - ANArKH Chapter V - The Two Men Clothed in Black Chapter VI - The Effect Which Seven Oaths in the Open Air Can Produce Chapter VII - The Mysterious Monk Chapter VIII - The Utility of Windows Which Open on the River BOOK EIGHTH Chapter I - The Crown Changed into a Dry Leaf Chapter II - Continuation of the Crown Which was Changed into a Dry Leaf Chapter III - End of the Crown Which was Turned into a Dry Leaf Chapter IV - Lasciate Ogni Speranza—Leave All Hope Behind, Ye WhoEnter Here Chapter V - The Mother Chapter VI - Three Human Hearts Differently Constructed BOOK NINTH Chapter I - Delirium Chapter II - Hunchbacked, One Eyed, Lame Chapter III - Deaf Chapter IV - Earthenware and Crystal Chapter V - The Key to the Red Door Chapter VI - Continuation of the Key to the Red Door BOOK TENTH Chapter I - Gringoire Has Many Good Ideas in Succession—Rue DesBernardins Chapter II - Turn Vagabond Chapter III - Long Live Mirth Chapter IV - An Awkward Friend Chapter V - The Retreat in Which Monsieur Louis of France Says HisPrayers Chapter VI - Little Sword in Pocket Chapter VII - Chateaupers to the Rescue BOOK ELEVENTH Chapter I - The Little Shoe Chapter II - The Beautiful Creature Clad in White (Dante) Chapter III - The Marriage of Phoebus Chapter IV - The Marriage of Quasimodo Note Endnotes
A few years ago, while visiting or, rather, rummaging about Notre-Dame,the author of this book found, in an obscure nook of one of the towers,the following word, engraved by hand upon the wall:—
These Greek capitals, black with age, and quite deeply graven inthe stone, with I know not what signs peculiar to Gothic caligraphyimprinted upon their forms and upon their attitudes, as though with thepurpose of revealing that it had been a hand of the Middle Ages whichhad inscribed them there, and especially the fatal and melancholymeaning contained in them, struck the author deeply.
He questioned himself; he sought to divine who could have been that soulin torment which had not been willing to quit this world without leavingthis stigma of crime or unhappiness upon the brow of the ancient church.
Afterwards, the wall was whitewashed or scraped down, I know not which,and the inscription disappeared. For it is thus that people have been inthe habit of proceeding with the marvellous churches of the Middle Agesfor the last two hundred years. Mutilations come to them from everyquarter, from within as well as from without. The priest whitewashesthem, the archdeacon scrapes them down; then the populace arrives anddemolishes them.
Thus, with the exception of the fragile memory which the author of thisbook here consecrates to it, there remains to-day nothing whateverof the mysterious word engraved within the gloomy tower ofNotre-Dame,—nothing of the destiny which it so sadly summed up. Theman who wrote that word upon the wall disappeared from the midst of thegenerations of man many centuries ago; the word, in its turn, has beeneffaced from the wall of the church; the church will, perhaps, itselfsoon disappear from the face of the earth.
It is upon this word that this book is founded.
March, 1831.
Chapter I - The Grand Hall
Three hundred and forty-eight years, six months, and nineteen days agoto-day, the Parisians awoke to the sound of all the bells in the triplecircuit of the city, the university, and the town ringing a full peal.
The sixth of January, 1482, is not, however, a day of which history haspreserved the memory. There was nothing notable in the event whichthus set the bells and the bourgeois of Paris in a ferment from earlymorning. It was neither an assault by the Picards nor the Burgundians,nor a hunt led along in procession, nor a revolt of scholars in the townof Laas, nor an entry of "our much dread lord, monsieur the king," noreven a pretty hanging of male and female thieves by the courts of Paris.Neither was it the arrival, so frequent in the fifteenth century, ofsome plumed and bedizened embassy. It was barely two days since the lastcavalcade of that nature, that of the Flemish ambassadors charged withconcluding the marriage between the dauphin and Marguerite of Flanders,had made its entry into Paris, to the great annoyance of M. le Cardinalde Bourbon, who, for the sake of pleasing the king, had been obligedto assume an amiable mien towards this whole rustic rabble of Flemishburgomasters, and to regale them at his Hôtel de Bourbon, with a very"pretty morality, allegorical satire, and farce," while a driving raindrenched the magnificent tapestries at his door.
What put the "whole population of Paris in commotion," as Jehan deTroyes expresses it, on the sixth of January, was the double solemnity,united from time immemorial, of the Epiphany and the Feast of Fools.
On that day, there was to be a bonfire on the Place de Grève, a maypoleat the Chapelle de Braque, and a mystery at the Palais de Justice. Ithad been cried, to the sound of the trumpet, the preceding evening atall the cross roads, by the provost's men, clad in handsome, short,sleeveless coats of violet camelot, with large white crosses upon theirbreasts.
So the crowd of citizens, male and female, having closed their housesand shops, thronged from every direction, at early morn, towards someone of the three spots designated.
Each had made his choice; one, the bonfire; another, the maypole;another, the mystery play. It must be stated, in honor of the good senseof the loungers of Paris, that the greater part of this crowd directedtheir steps towards the bonfire, which was quite in season, or towardsthe mystery play, which was to be presented in the grand hall of thePalais de Justice (the courts of law), which was well roofed and walled;and that the curious left the poor, scantily flowered maypole to shiverall alone beneath the sky of January, in the cemetery of the Chapel ofBraque.
The populace thronged the avenues of the law courts in particular,because they knew that the Flemish ambassadors, who had arrived two dayspreviously, intended to be present at the representation of the mystery,and at the election of the Pope of the Fools, which was also to takeplace in the grand hall.
It was no easy matter on that day, to force one's way into that grandhall, although it was then reputed to be the largest covered enclosurein the world (it is true that Sauval had not yet measured the grand hallof the Château of Montargis). The palace place, encumbered with people,offered to the curious gazers at the windows the aspect of a sea; intowhich five or six streets, like so many mouths of rivers, dischargedevery moment fresh floods of heads. The waves of this crowd, augmentedincessantly, dashed against the angles of the houses which projectedhere and there, like so many promontories, into the irregular basin ofthe place. In the centre of the lofty Gothic [1] façade of the palace, thegrand staircase, incessantly ascended and descended by a double current,which, after parting on the intermediate landing-place, flowed in broadwaves along its lateral slopes,—the grand staircase, I say, trickledincessantly into the place, like a cascade into a lake. The cries, thelaughter, the trampling of those thousands of feet, produced a greatnoise and a great clamor. From time to time, this noise and clamorredoubled; the current which drove the crowd towards the grand staircaseflowed backwards, became troubled, formed whirlpools. This was producedby the buffet of an archer, or the horse of one of the provost'ssergeants, which kicked to restore order; an admirable tradition whichthe provostship has bequeathed to the constablery, the constablery tothe maréchaussée , the maréchaussée to our gendarmeri of Paris.
Thousands of good, calm, bourgeois faces thronged the windows, thedoors, the dormer windows, the roofs, gazing at the palace, gazingat the populace, and asking nothing more; for many Parisians contentthemselves with the spectacle of the spectators, and a

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