The Archdeacon answered, unmoved:

“Then turn Vagabond.”

Jehan made him a profound bow, and descended the cloister stair-case, whistling.

As he passed through the court-yard of the cloister under his brother’s window, he heard that window open, looked up, and saw the Archdeacon’s stern countenance leaning out of it. “Get thee to the devil!”called Dom Claude; “here is the last money thou shalt have of me.”

So saying, the priest tossed down a purse to Jehan, which raised a large bump on his forehead, and with which he set off, at once angry and delighted, like a dog that has been pelted with marrow-bones.

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