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<h2> CHAPTER III. THE MARRIAGE OF PHOEBUS. </h2>
<p>Towards evening on that day, when the judiciary officers of the bishop
came to pick up from the pavement of the Parvis the dislocated corpse of
the archdeacon, Quasimodo had disappeared.</p>
<p>A great many rumors were in circulation with regard to this adventure. No
one doubted but that the day had come when, in accordance with their
compact, Quasimodo, that is to say, the devil, was to carry off Claude
Frollo, that is to say, the sorcerer. It was presumed that he had broken
the body when taking the soul, like monkeys who break the shell to get at
the nut.</p>
<p>This is why the archdeacon was not interred in consecrated earth.</p>
<p>Louis XI. died a year later, in the month of August, 1483.</p>
<p>As for Pierre Gringoire, he succeeded in saving the goat, and he won
success in tragedy. It appears that, after having tasted astrology,
philosophy, architecture, hermetics,—all vanities, he returned to
tragedy, vainest pursuit of all. This is what he called "coming to a
tragic end." This is what is to be read, on the subject of his dramatic
triumphs, in 1483, in the accounts of the "Ordinary:" "To Jehan Marchand
and Pierre Gringoire, carpenter and composer, who have made and composed
the mystery made at the Ch�telet of Paris, at the entry of Monsieur the
Legate, and have ordered the personages, clothed and dressed the same, as
in the said mystery was required; and likewise, for having made the
scaffoldings thereto necessary; and for this deed,—one hundred
livres."</p>
<p>Phoebus de Ch�teaupers also came to a tragic end. He married.</p>
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