glance.

"Eh, why--'tis my villanous beast," said old Falourdel, "I recognize the
two perfectly!"

Jacques Charmolue interfered.

"If the gentlemen please, we will proceed to the examination of the
goat." He was, in fact, the second criminal. Nothing more simple in
those days than a suit of sorcery instituted against an animal. We find,
among others in the accounts of the provost's office for 1466, a curious
detail concerning the expenses of the trial of Gillet-Soulart and his
sow, "executed for their demerits," at Corbeil. Everything is there, the
cost of the pens in which to place the sow, the five hundred bundles of
brushwood purchased at the port of Morsant, the three pints of wine
and the bread, the last repast of the victim fraternally shared by the
executioner, down to the eleven days of guard and food for the sow,
at eight deniers parisis each. Sometimes, they went even further than
animals. The capitularies of Charlemagne and of Louis le Debonnaire
impose severe penalties on fiery phantoms which presume to appear in the
air.

Meanwhile the procurator had exclaimed: "If the demon which possesses
this goat, and which has resisted all exorcisms, persists in its deeds
of witchcraft, if it alarms the court with them, we warn it that we
shall be forced to put in requisition against it the gallows or the
stake. Gringoire broke out into a cold perspiration. Charmolue took from
the table the gypsy's tambourine, and presenting it to the goat, in a
certain manner, asked the latter,--

"What o'clock is it?"

The goat looked at it with an intelligent eye, raised its gilded hoof,
and struck seven blows.

It was, in fact, seven o'clock. A movement of terror ran through the
crowd.

Gringoire could not endure it.

"He is destroying himself!" he cried aloud; "You see well that he does
not know what he is doing."

"Silence among the louts at the end of the hail!" said the bailiff
sharply.

Jacques Charmolue, by the aid of the same manoeuvres of the tambourine,
made the goat perform many other tricks connected with the date of
the day, the month of the year, etc., which the reader has already
witnessed. And, by virtue of an optical illusion peculiar to judicial
proceedings, these same spectators who had, probably, more than once
applauded in the public square Djali's innocent magic were terrified by
it beneath the roof of the Palais de Justice. The goat was undoubtedly
the devil.

It was far worse when the procu