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But Clopin stopped, as if suddenly remembering something, and said, "Wait a minute! I forgot! ..... If we want to hang a man, we have to ask which girl wants him first. This is our usual practice. Dude, this is your last chance. Either marry a beggar or marry a noose. "

Romany law may seem strange to readers, but it is still recorded in the ancient English religious code today. You can refer to the book burlington Notes. Greenkotwa breathed a sigh of relief. This is the second close call in half an hour. Therefore, he didn't dare to believe it.

"Oh, hello!" Cried Gao Peng, regaining his throne. "Ah! Ladies and gentlemen, whether you are witches or witches' cats, which slut wants this slut? Colette Sharona! Elizabeth Trouvat! Simon Joduina! Mary Peterberg! Toona sinensis Longue! Bellard Fanuel! Michelle Zenay! Claude Runge Ollie! Madeleine Girulu! Hey! Isabel Thierry! Come and see! Give you a man for nothing! Who wants it? "

Glen Guwa is driven out of her wits, which probably won't arouse people's interest. These beggars were indifferent to this proposal, and the unfortunate man only heard them answer, "No! Don't! Hang him! We can all have fun! " However, three people in the crowd smelled him. The first one, a chubby girl with a square face, carefully examined the worn-out coat of the philosopher. This coat is full of holes, more than a spoonful of fried chestnuts. The girl made a face and muttered, "Old rags!" "Then he said to the grand ancient tile," look at your cloak, ok? "

(1) The names of these women are homophonic or used together, which means vulgarity and obscenity.

Think about it. For example, Colette with three hands, Elizabeth with holes, Mary with upright feet and Toona sinensis with long legs.

Whispering, Claude and so on.

"I lost it." Grand ancient tile should way.

"Where's your hat?"

"People took it."

"Where are your shoes?"

"There are almost no soles."

"Where's your wallet?"

"alas!" Glen ancient tile squeaked replied. "I'm broke."

"Then you can hang yourself, thank you!" The beggar answered and turned away. The second one is old, black, wrinkled and ugly, even in this miracle court. She wandered around Granguwa, scaring him like a sieve, for fear that she would take him. However, she whispered, "He is too thin." I left as soon as I finished speaking.

The third is a girl, very enchanting, not too ugly. The poor man begged her in a low voice, "help me!" " She looked at him piteously for a while, then lowered her eyes, rubbed her skirt and hesitated. He watched her every move; This is the last glimmer of hope. The girl finally said, "No, no! Guillome with long cheeks will hit me. " Say that finish, he also returned to the crowd.

"Dude, it's your bad luck!" Clopin said. As soon as his voice fell, he stood on the vat and shouted, "Nobody wants it?" He imitated the tone of the auctioneer and made everyone happy. "Nobody wants it? One two three! " So he turned to the gallows and nodded: "Auction!" The star Bellevue, the red-faced Andry and the alcoholic Francois approached Granguwa together. Just then, the slang gang shouted, "Esmeralda! Esmeralda! "

Glen Guwa couldn't help shivering and turned to look over there. I saw the crowd get out of the way to make way for a pure and gorgeous beauty.

This is the gypsy girl.

"Esmeralda!" Glen Guwa said to himself, dumbfounded and excited, and this incantation-like name suddenly reminded him of all kinds of memories of the day. It seems that even the Miracle Palace is intoxicated by its beauty and charm. Along the way, she helped men and women form two rows in slang; At first glance, the rough face is as open and radiant as a flower. She walked lightly to the prisoner. She was followed by a beautiful woman. Glen Guwa was scared to death. She looked at him quietly for a while.

"Are you going to hang this man?" She asked Clopin seriously.

"Ok, sister." King Dina replied. "Unless you want him to be a husband."

She pursed her lower lip and spoiled as usual.

"I'll take it." She said.

Granguwa firmly believes that he has only had a dream since morning, and what is in front of him is the continuation of the dream. In fact, the climax of this dream is amazing, but it is too much. The slipknot was untied and the poet took it off the stool. He was so excited that he had to sit down. Without further ado, the Archduke of Egypt brought a crock. The gypsy girl handed the crock to Granguwa and said to him, "Throw it on the ground!" " "The crock broke into four pieces." "Brothers," said the Archduke of Egypt, putting his hand on their foreheads. Brother, she is your wife; Sister, he is your husband. The marriage period is four years. All right! "

Seven wedding nights

After a while, our poet is sitting in a tight and warm little room with a pointed arch and dome, sitting in front of a table, which looks like he is eager to borrow something from the cupboard attached to it, and there is a table he can imagine.

Comfortable bed, alone with a beautiful girl. This adventure is like being enchanted. He can't help treating himself as a mythical figure. He looked around from time to time, as if looking for the fire pulled by two fire-breathing animals.

Is the flame car still there? Because only this flame car can send him from the Tatar to heaven so quickly. Sometimes he keeps staring at the hole in his coat, in order to firmly grasp the reality and avoid stepping on the bottom.

Actually, not at all. His reason, wandering in this imaginary space, is now maintained only by this thread.

The girl seems to care nothing about him, walking around, sometimes tripping over a low stool, sometimes talking to her little goat, sometimes pouting here, and then pouting again. Finally, she came and sat down at the table. Granguwa was now free to study her. Readers, you used to be a child, and maybe you want to keep it that way today. you can

More than once (I have spent the whole day like that myself, which was the best time in my life), on a sunny day, by the rapids, from one meadow to another, I chased beautiful green dragonflies or blue dragonflies, flapping their wings, spinning and kissing every branch. You still remember, with what kind of love and curiosity, you stared at it with rustling, gently rotating scarlet and sky blue wings; In this rapid rotation, there is an elusive figure. It is precisely because of the extremely fast flight speed that the whole character looks like a veil. Through the flutter of wings, the outline of this ethereal creature is faintly visible.

In your opinion, it seems to be an illusion, purely imaginary, intangible and invisible. However, once the dragonfly lands on the reed tip, you can hold your breath and look at the tulle wings, the tattered robes and the two glittering eyes. How can you not be surprised! How can you not worry that this form will become a shadow again, and this creature will become an illusion again! Please recall these impressions, and it is not difficult to understand what it is like for Granguwa to stare at Esmeralda at this time. Before that, he only caught a glimpse of this Esmeralda through the whirlpool of singing, dancing and noise. Now, she can see and touch the figure in front of his eyes, and he is fascinated by it. He became more and more immersed in reverie and meditation, stared at her vaguely and muttered, "So this is the so-called Esmeraldaro? A fairy who came to earth! A street dancer! Noble and humble! She finally ruined my morning miracle play! She saved my life tonight! She's my star! My kind angel! -I dare say, and a beautiful girl! You must love me very much, and you want me to. " Thought of here, with that has always been the cornerstone of his character and philosophy, Mr.

Then he stood up and said, "Oh, yes! I don't know what's going on yet. Anyway, I became her man! " The idea flashed through his mind and eyes, so he approached the girl, looking strong and sexy, scaring her back and shouting, "What do you want?"

"Do you need to ask me, lovely Esmeralda?" Grand ancient tile should way, tone is so enthusiastic, even he listened to also not surprised. The Egyptian girl stared at a pair of big eyes: "I don't understand what you are trying to say?" "Why!" Glen ancient tile say that finish, the whole body more and more fever, thinking that he is just a woman who keeps chastity in the miracle court after all. "Don't I belong to you, gentle guy? Don't you belong to me? "

Because it hit home, he just threw her around. The gypsy girl's bodice slipped from his hand like eel skin. She jumped to the other side of the room, bent down, and then stood up again with a dagger in her hand. Granguwa has never been here, nor has he found the source of the dagger. She was angry and arrogant, with upturned lips, protruding nostrils, cheeks as red as red apples and lightning in her eyes. At the same time, the white goat came running and stood in front of her, leaning against two beautiful Jinjiao, posing for a showdown. All this is just a blink of an eye. Dragonflies become wasps, eager to sting people. Our philosopher was shocked. His eyes were glassy, looking at the goat at one moment and the girl at the other.

"The virgin! Look at these two fiery women! " He was too shocked to speak, and finally said. Gypsy girls also broke the silence. "I didn't expect you to be so presumptuous!" "Excuse me, miss!" Grand ancient tile smiled and said. "But, in that case, why do you want me to be a husband?"

"Don't you have to watch you hang yourself?"

"So, you just want to marry me to save my life, and there is no other way?" The poet is full of love, but now he is a little disappointed. "What else do you want me to think?" Glen Guwa bit his lip and said, "Forget it, I'm not as successful as I thought. But why break that poor crock? " However, the dagger in Esmeralda's hand and the horn of the little goat have been arrayed.

Waiting.

"Miss Esmeralda, let's compromise!" The poet said. "I didn't.

She works in Bao Xiao's office. I won't find fault with you and accuse you of flouting the prefect's instructions.

And Ben showed up in Paris with a dagger. You are not ignorant,

A week ago, Noel Le Craven was carrying a dagger. As a result,

A fine of ten Paris Sol. On the other hand, it has nothing to do with me. I'm still

Let's get down to business. I promise my share will go to heaven and swear to you: I won't get it.

Your permission and permission will never come near you. However, give me dinner quickly. "

In fact, Glen Guwa and Desp loucks (2)

Very lewd, sir. he

Not the kind of knight musketeer who attacks girls. In love, as in love.

Like anything else, he prefers to respect nature and compromise. in his view

Come on, have a good meal and have a lovely person to accompany you, especially when he is hungry.

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(2) the famous French writer Nicolas Povalo (1636 ——1711) desploucks. He was in 1969.

Four years ago, he published Criticism of Women. Hugo may not agree with him, so he said this sentence.

Qiu Bide: little love god. The image shows a naked boy holding a bow and arrow. Legend has it that people who are shot by his arrows will

Fall in love with his designated object.

When it rolls, it is like a wonderful romance between the prologue and the ending.

An indescribable interval.

The Egyptian girl did not answer. I saw a contemptuous expression on her face and pursed her lips.

Mouth, head like a bird, laughing vertically, and then Xiaoling.

The dagger, as suddenly as it appeared, suddenly disappeared again.

Languwa couldn't see where the bees hid their thorns.

After a while, there was a piece of brown bread, a thin piece of lard and some pieces on the table.

Dry wrinkled apples, a can of grass beer. Granguwa began to gobble,

Iron forks rattled with porcelain plates, as if all his love desires had come true.

I have lost my appetite.

The girl sat in front of him and watched him eat silently. Obviously, she had other thoughts.

Smiling from time to time, gentle little hands gently stroking her lazy and snuggling up to her.

The clever head of the goat is between his knees.

A yellow candle shines on this scene, devouring and meditating.

Scene.

At that time, Glen Guwa growled in the past after a while. Look.

Seeing that there is only one apple left on the table, I can't help feeling a little embarrassed. "Don't you eat,

Miss Esmeralda? "

She shook her head and stared thoughtfully at the dome of the small room.

"What the hell is she thinking?" Grand ancient tile thought, and looked down her line of sight.

He looked around and said, "it will never be the small stone carving on the vault that attracts her."

The dwarf is making faces. Damn it! Can I compare with it? "

He raised his voice and shouted, "Miss!"

She didn't seem to hear it.

He shouted even louder, "Miss Esmeralda!"

In vain. The girl's mind is elsewhere, and the power of Granguwa's voice is not yet there.

Enough to call her back. Fortunately, the goat stepped in and gently pulled the hostess's.

Sleeve. The Egyptian girl quickly asked, "What's the matter, Belle?"

"It's hungry." Grand ancient tile should way, the in the mind is very happy to talk to her.

Beauty Esmeralda began to break bread, and Belle held her palm.

The nest began to eat, so charming.

But Granguwa didn't give her time to dream again, so she enlarged her courage.

Asked her a subtle question:

"Do you really want me to be a husband?"

The girl glared at him and replied, "No."

"How about being your lover?" Grand ancient tile then asked.

She pouted and replied, "No."

"How about being your friend?" Grand ancient tile asked again. She stared his one eye again, thinking

He thought about it and replied, "Maybe."

Perhaps this word has always been precious to philosophers. Hearing this, Glen Guwa was frightened.

The child is stronger.

"Do you know what friendship is?" He asked.

"I know." The Egyptian girl replied. "The friendship between two people is like brother and sister.

Our souls touch each other without mixing. They are like two fingers of a hand. "

"What about love?" Grand ancient tile asked again.

"oh! Love, "she said, her voice trembling and her eyes bright. "That's two.

There is only one person. A man and a woman merge into an angel. that

It's heaven! "

When this street dancer said this, she was so charming and gorgeous that she was deeply shocked.

Glen ancient tile heart movement, he felt that this kind of beauty coincides with her words.

This almost oriental charm is very suitable. Two pure roses with half-open lips,

Smile; Innocent and bright forehead, because of thinking, sometimes looks a little different.

So clear, just like breathing in the mirror; Long black cilia

Hair drooping always reveals an ineffable brilliance. Give her a face.

A gorgeous beauty is Raphael's later transformation from chastity, motherhood and heaven.

The perfect beauty found at the mysterious intersection of sex.

Granguwa didn't stop there.

"What kind of man must be to make you happy?"

"It must be a real man."

"What about me? What am I? "

"The man in my mind is wearing an iron helmet, holding a sword and wearing boots to keep up.

Golden spurs. "

"Well, since you put it that way, you can't be a man without a horse." style

Longua said. "Are you in love with someone?"

"Love?"

"love."

She pondered for a while, then said with a strange expression, "I'll know soon."

Yes "

"Why not tonight?" The poet asked affectionately again. "Why not?

Is it me? "

She gave him a serious look.

"I can only love a man who can protect me."

Glen ancient tile suddenly red in the face, but also have to admit. Obviously, the girl's shadow

It was taken at that critical moment two hours ago, and he didn't do much to save her. this

One night, there were too many other risks. As a result, he remembered the above things, which

When I think about it again, I patted my forehead and said:

"By the way, miss, I should have talked about this, but I rambled.

What a stupid thing to say. How on earth did you escape from Kazmodo? "

Hearing this, the gypsy girl couldn't help shivering.

"oh! That terrible hunchback! " She said, burying her face in her hand; Straight all over

Tremble, as if shivering with cold.

"It's really terrible!" Grand ancient tile without mercy, come straight to the point and ask:

"But how on earth did you escape?"

Esmeralda smiled, sighed and was silent.

"Do you know why he followed you?" Granguwa tried to use a roundabout way.

Back to his original question.

I don't know. The girl answered, and then said, "But you (1)

Follow me too.

Yeah, why follow? "

"To be honest, I don't know."

There was a silence. Granguwa scratched the table with a knife. The girl smiled and imitated.

What is the Buddha looking at through the wall? Suddenly, she began to sing vaguely.

Come:

When a bird with gorgeous feathers

Tired, and the earth ... (2)

She stopped suddenly and touched Carrie.

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② The original text is in Spanish.

She suddenly called him "you" to show her emotional alienation here.

"You are a beautiful goat." Granguwa said.

"This is my sister." She replied.

"Why do people call you Esmeralda?" Asked the poet.

"I don't know."

"Really?"

She took out a small rectangular sachet from her chest, which was made of a string of words.

The necklace of pearl tree fruit hangs around the neck. This small sachet gives off a strong smell.

The smell of camphor. Wrapped in green silk with a big emerald in the middle.

Glass beads.

"Maybe it's because of this (1)

Because of it. "She said.

Grand ancient tile reached for this small sweet bursa, she hurriedly stepped back and said:

"Don't touch! This is an amulet. If you touch it, it will destroy its magic, otherwise,

Its magic will fascinate you. "

Poets are becoming more and more curious.

"Who gave it to you?"

She put a finger on her lips and hid the amulet back to her chest.

Trying to ask other questions, she hardly answered.

"What does Esmeralda mean?"

I don't know. She replied.

"What language is it?"

(1) Esmeralda (Esmeralda) is based on French émeraude (emerald).

The sound change of words. There is a definite article in front to indicate uniqueness. If translated freely, it means "Jade Girl".

Jade girl. Because Glen Guwa repeatedly asked the meaning of this name, if translated freely, it will lose its mystery.

Languwa won't doubt that this is an Egyptian spell.

"I think it's Egyptian."

"I expected it long ago." Granguwa said. "You are not French?"

"I don't know anything."

"Do you have parents?"

She hummed an old ballad:

My father is a male bird.

My mother is a female bird,

I don't need a boat to cross the river.

I don't need a big boat to cross the river.

My mother is a female bird,

My father is a male bird.

"It's really good." Granguwa said. How old were you when you came to France?

"A little bigger,"

"How about Paris?"

"Last year. When we entered the city from the Pope's gate, I saw orioles flying among the reeds.

Go to heaven; It was the end of August. I also said,' It will be very cold this winter.' "

"It was really cold last winter." Granguwa said that he was very happy to start talking again.

Here it comes. "I breathe with my fingers all winter. So, you were born uncertain.

You know what? "

She likes to ignore it again.

"No."

"The man you call the Duke of Egypt is the leader of your tribe, right?"

"yes."

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"He married us." Embarrassed, the poet deliberately pointed out.

Know this.

She pouted habitually and said, "I don't even know your name!" " "

"My name? If you want to know, I'll tell you: Pierre Glenn.

Guwa. "

"I know a better name." She said.

"You are so bad!" The poet went on to say. "However, it doesn't matter, I won't have you.

Anger. Hey, after you know me better, maybe you will fall in love with me. Also, you

Trust me like that, tell me your life story, and I'll tell you some of mine.

Situation. As you know, my name is Pierre Granguwa, from the Notary Office of Gones.

Son of a tenant farmer. Twenty years ago, when Paris was besieged, my father was hanged by Burgundy.

She died, and her mother was killed by Picardy's caesarean section. I was orphaned at the age of six.

All the year round, only the gravel pavement in Paris is for me to wear as shoes. From six to sixteen, this

How did I get through it for a while? I don't know myself. Wandering here

A fruit seller gave me an apricot to eat, and a pastry seller there threw me one.

Chew a piece of dry bread; At night, I tried to get the patrol to put me in prison. I was in prison.

There is a bundle of wheat straw in the kitchen for sleeping. Nevertheless, I grew up and lost weight.

Bones are jointed, as you can see. In winter, I hide in front of Sans's house.

Sunbathing under the porch; I don't think St. John's church can start a fire until the dog days, really

That's ridiculous! When I was sixteen, I made up my mind to look for jobs, one after another.

I tried 360 lines back and forth. First, I became a soldier, but I was not brave;

Then he became a monk, but he was not pious enough; Besides, I'm not good at drinking.

In desperation, I had to go to the carpenter's workshop to be an apprentice to a carpenter, but I was single.

Thin body, insufficient strength. I was born to be a primary school teacher, of course, at that time.

It's true that I can't read, but that's not the reason that stumbles me. get through

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After a while, I finally found myself missing something no matter what I did; Very close

Without any commitment, I am willing to be a poet and write rhymes. this

A profession, as long as it is a tramp, anyone can do it anytime and anywhere, which is better than learning from others.

Xiqiang, to be honest, some of my friends who are robbers really advised me.

Go grab the road. One day, I was lucky enough to meet Notre Dame de Paris.

The abbot, Claude frollo. Thanks to his care and careful cultivation, I

Today, I have become a real scholar, knowing Latin and speaking from Cicero.

The words of Seresti Church (1)

The mourning sutra of priests, as long as it is not scholasticism and poetry.

Savage writing such as learning and rhythm is not the sophistry of alchemy.

I don't know anything. Today, a miracle play was staged in the hall of Justice Palace, and the audience was packed.

The sea is unprecedented, and I am the author of this play. I also wrote a book and published it.

There are 600 pages out, and the content is about the one that appeared in 1465.

Personal crazy comet. I have other achievements. Because I count.

I am still a gunsmith, so I participated in the manufacture of John Mogul cannon. you

Yes, that's the day of the trial release. It exploded on the Xia Lang Bridge and was killed on the spot.

Twenty-four spectators. You see, I'm not bad as a marriage partner. I

There are many interesting tips to teach your goat, for example, teaching it to be moldy.

Imitate the Bishop of Paris, the fucking hypocrite. Who will fight his waterwheel?

Everyone was splashed with water when they passed the Mill Bridge. Besides, my miracle play can give

I earn a lot of cash, and people will definitely pay me. Finally, myself, and

My mind, my knowledge and my literary talent are completely at your disposal.

I am ready to live with you, whether loyal to Chongqing or not.

Cicero (BC 106-43) was a famous Latin politician and orator. Celestin

The church was founded by Celestin V (about1215-1296) in 1254, and believed in the Benedictine canon.

I'm glad to live with you, miss. It's up to you. If you feel good, just

As husband and wife; If you think it is more appropriate to be a brother and sister, then be a brother and sister. "

Glen Guwa stopped here and looked at the girl she was talking about.

How it works. I saw her eyes staring at the ground.

"Phoebe," she whispered. Then he turned to the poet and asked, "Phobos,

What does this mean? "

Granguwa didn't understand the connection between his macro theory and this problem.

Department, but you can show off your erudition and you won't feel unhappy, so you look up.

Vividly replied: "this is a Latin word, which means the sun."

"the sun!" She continued.

"This is a very handsome archer and the name of a god."

Added another sentence.

Oh, my god The Egyptian girl repeated, with some thoughts and enthusiasm in her tone.

The meaning of love.

Just then, it happened that one of her bracelets fell, Granguwa.

Hurriedly bent down to pick it up. By the time he straightened up, the girl and goat had disappeared. he

I heard the door latch. It is the small door leading to the next room that is locked from the outside.

Yes

"Should she at least keep a bed?" Our philosopher said.

He walked around the room with no furniture for sleeping, only one piece.

It's just a fairly long wooden box with a carved lid. Grand ancient tile lay up, and then

Kind of feeling, like Mick Romegas (1)

Straight at the top of the Alps

The feeling in the world is similar.

Mick Romegas (also known as Little Giant) is the hero of Voltaire's philosophical novel of the same name. In the novel

Through this little giant who roamed in space and finally came to the earth, he found that human beings were arrogant and extremely small. small

The giant lying in the Alps is just a metaphor, not a plot in the novel.

"Forget it!" He tried to put it down and said. "Can endure, endure it. however

This is really a bizarre wedding night. What a pity! Smash a jar and get married, to some extent.

I like this simple and simple ancient style very much. "