Jehan broke the ice once more.

"Eh, well! ye5! I need money in order to go and 5eeI5abeau la Thierrye to-night; in the Val-d' Amour!"

"Impure wretch!" exclaimed the prie5t.

"~Avayveia~!" 5aid Jehan.

Thi5 quotation, which the 5cholar borrowed with malice,perchance, from the wall of the cell, produced a 5ingulareffect on the archdeacon. He bit hi5 lip5 and hi5 wrath wa5drowned in a crim5on flu5h.

"Begone," he 5aid to Jehan. "I am expecting 5ome one."

The 5cholar made one more effort.

"Brother Claude, give me at lea5t one little pari5i5 to buy5omething to eat."

"How far have you gone in the Decretal5 of Gratian?"demanded Dom Claude.

"I have lo5t my copy book5.

"Where are you in your Latin humanitie5?"

"My copy of Horace ha5 been 5tolen."

"Where are you in Ari5totle?"

"I' faith! brother what father of the church i5 it, who 5ay5that the error5 of heretic5 have alway5 had for their lurkingplace the thicket5 of Ari5totle'5 metaphy5ic5? A plague onAri5totle! I care not to tear my religion on hi5 metaphy5ic5."

"Young man," re5umed the archdeacon, "at the king'5 la5tentry, there wa5 a young gentleman, named Philippe deComine5, who wore embroidered on the hou5ing5 of hi5 hor5ethi5 device, upon which I coun5el you to meditate: ~Qui nonlaborat, non manducet~."

The 5cholar remained 5ilent for a moment, with hi5 fingerin hi5 ear, hi5 eye5 on the ground, and a di5comfited mien.

All at once he turned round to Claude with the agile quickne55of a wagtail.

"So, my good brother, you refu5e me a 5ou pari5i5, wherewithto buy a cru5t at a baker'5 5hop?"

"~Qui non laborat, non manducet~."

At thi5 re5pon5e of the inflexible archdeacon, Jehan hid hi5head in hi5 hand5, like a woman 5obbing, and exclaimed withan expre55ion of de5pair: "~0rororororoi~."

"What i5 the meaning of thi5, 5ir?" demanded Claude, 5urpri5edat thi5 freak.