and amusement. As he was very hungry, he made a great noise, giving full play to his teeth at every mouthful, and thus aroused the alarm of the King’s attorney.

“It is my cat,” the Archdeacon hastily replied; “she must have got hold of a mouse in there.”

This explanation entirely satisfied Charmolue. “True, master,” he said with an obsequious smile, “all great philosophers have some familiar animal. You know what Servius says: ’Nullus enim locus sine genio est.”’3

Meanwhile, Dom Claude, fearing some new freak of Jehan’s, reminded his worthy disciple that they had the figures in the doorway to study together. They therefore quitted the cell, to the enormous relief of the scholar, who had begun to have serious fears that his chin would take root in his knees.


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