An old woman explained to Coppenole that Quasimodo was deaf.
"Deaf!" said the hosier, with his great Flemish laugh.

"Cross of God! He's a perfect pope!" "He! I recognize him," exclaimed Jehan, who had, at last, descended from his capital, in order to see Quasimodo at closer quarters, "he's the bellringer of my brother, the archdeacon.

Good-day, Quasimodo!" "What a devil of a man!" said Robin Poussepain still all bruised with his fall.

"He shows himself; he's a hunchback.

He walks; he's bandy-legged.