Hunchback of Notre Dame, The

<p><SPAN name="link2HCH0028" id="link2HCH0028"></SPAN></p> <h2> CHAPTER V. END OF THE STORY OF THE CAKE. </h2> <p>La Esmeralda turned pale and descended from the pillory, staggering as she went. The voice of the recluse still pursued her,&mdash;</p> <p>"Descend! descend! Thief of Egypt! thou shalt ascend it once more!"</p> <p>"The sacked nun is in one of her tantrums," muttered the populace; and that was the end of it. For that sort of woman was feared; which rendered them sacred. People did not then willingly attack one who prayed day and night.</p> <p>The hour had arrived for removing Quasimodo. He was unbound, the crowd dispersed.</p> <p>Near the Grand Pont, Mahiette, who was returning with her two companions, suddenly halted,&mdash;</p> <p>"By the way, Eustache! what did you do with that cake?"</p> <p>"Mother," said the child, "while you were talking with that lady in the bole, a big dog took a bite of my cake, and then I bit it also."</p> <p>"What, sir, did you eat the whole of it?" she went on.</p> <p>"Mother, it was the dog. I told him, but he would not listen to me. Then I bit into it, also."</p> <p>"'Tis a terrible child!" said the mother, smiling and scolding at one and the same time. "Do you see, Oudarde? He already eats all the fruit from the cherry-tree in our orchard of Charlerange. So his grandfather says that he will be a captain. Just let me catch you at it again, Master Eustache. Come along, you greedy fellow!"</p> <p>End of Volume 1.<br/></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />