HUNCHBACKED， ONE EYED， LAME.

Every city during the Middle Ages， and every city in France down to the time of Louis XII. had its places of asylum.

These sanctuaries， in the midst of the deluge of penal and barbarous jurisdictions which inundated the city， were a species of islands which rose above the level of human justice.

Every criminal who landed there was safe. There were in every suburb almost as many places of asylum as gallows.

It was the abuse of impunity by the side of the abuse of punishment； two bad things which strove to correct each other. The palaces of the king， the hotels of the princes， and especially churches， possessed the right of asylum. Sometimes a whole city which stood in need of being repeopled was temporarily created a place of refuge. Louis XI. made all Paris a refuge in 1467.

His foot once within the asylum， the criminal was sacred；but he must beware of leaving it； one step outside the sanctuary， and he fell back into the flood. The wheel， the gibbet， the strappado， kept good guard around the place of refuge， and lay in watch incessantly for their prey， like sharks around a vessel. Hence， condemned men were to be seen whose hair had grown white in a cloister， on the steps of a palace， in the enclosure of an abbey， beneath the porch of a church； in this manner the asylum was a prison as much as any other. It sometimes happened that a solemn decree of parliament violated the asylum and restored the condemned man to the executioner； but this was of rare occurrence. Parliaments were afraid of the bishops， and when there was friction between these two robes， the gown had but a poor chance against the cassock. Sometimes， however， as in the affair of the assassins of Petit-Jean， the headsman of Paris， and in that of Emery Rousseau， the murderer of Jean Valleret， justice overleaped the church and passed on to the execution of its sentences； but unless by virtue of a decree of Parliament， woe to him who violated a place of asylum with armed force！

The reader knows the manner of death of Robert de Clermont， Marshal of France， and of Jean de Chalons， Marshal of Champagne； and yet the question was only of a certain Perrin Marc， the clerk of a money-changer， a miserable assassin；but the two marshals had broken the doors of St. Méry.

Therein lay the enormity.

Such respect was cherished for places of refuge that， according to tradition， animals even felt it at times. Aymoire relates that a stag， being chased by Dagobert， having taken refuge near the tomb of Saint-Denis， the pack of hounds stopped short and barked.

Churches generally had a small apartment prepared for the reception of supplicants. In 1407， Nicolas Flamel caused to be built on the vaults of Saint-Jacques de la Boucherie， a chamber which cost him four livres six sous， sixteen farthings， parisis.

At Notre-Dame it was a tiny cell situated on the roof of the side aisle， beneath the flying buttresses， precisely at the spot where the wife of the present janitor of the towers has made for herself a garden， which is to the hanging gardens of Babylon what a lettuce is to a palm-tree， what a porter's wife is to a Semiramis.

It was here that Quasimodo had deposited la Esmeralda， after his wild and triumphant course. As long as that course lasted， the young girl had been unable to recover her senses， half unconscious， half awake， no longer feeling anything， except that she was mounting through the air， floating in it， flying in it， that something was raising her above the earth.

From time to time she heard the loud laughter， the noisy voice of Quasimodo in her ear； she half opened her eyes； then below her she confusedly beheld Paris checkered with its thousand roofs of slate and tiles， like a red and blue mosaic， above her head the frightful and joyous face of Quasimodo.

Then her eyelids drooped again； she thought that all was over， that they had executed her during her swoon， and that the misshapen spirit which had presided over her destiny， had laid hold of her and was bearing her away. She dared not look at him， and she surrendered herself to her fate.