es quando pendes per pedes.’

The torture of the wheel and axle! ‘Tis the most effectual! He shall taste it!”

Dom Claude seemed absorbed in gloomy abstraction.

He turned to Charmolue, —

“Master Pierrat — Master Jacques, I mean, busy yourself with Marc Cenaine.”

“Yes, yes, Dom Claude. Poor man! he will have suffered like Mummol. What an idea to go to the witches’ sabbath! a butler of the Court of Accounts, who ought to know Charlemagne’s text; Stryga vel masea! — In the matter of the little girl, — Smelarda, as they call her, — I will await your orders. Ah! as we pass through the portal, you will explain