We have just said that Quasimodo disappeared from Notre- Dame on the day of the gypsy's and of the archdeacon's death. He was not seen again, in fact; no one knew what had become of him.
       During the night which followed the execution of la Esmeralda, the night men had detached her body from the gibbet, and had carried it, according to custom, to the cellar of Montfau鏾n.
       Montfau鏾n was, as Sauval says, "the most ancient and the most superb gibbet in the kingdom." Between the faubourgs of the Temple and Saint Martin, about a hundred and sixty toises from the walls of Paris, a few bow shots from La Courtille, there was to be seen on the crest of a gentle, almost imperceptible eminence, but sufficiently elevated to be seen for several leagues round about, an edifice of strange form, bearing considerable resemblance to a Celtic cromlech, and where also human sacrifices were offered.
       Let the reader picture to himself, crowning a limestone hillock, an oblong mass of masonry fifteen feet in height, thirty wide, forty long, with a gate, an external railing and a platform; on this platform sixteen enormous pillars of rough hewn stone, thirty feet in height, arranged in a colonnade round three of the four sides of the mass which support them, bound together at their summits by heavy beams, whence hung chains at intervals; on all these chains, skeletons; in the vicinity, on the plain, a stone cross and two gibbets of secondary importance, which seemed to have sprung up as shoots around the central gallows; above all this, in the sky, a perpetual flock of crows; that was Montfau鏾n.
       At the end of the fifteenth century, the formidable gibbet which dated from 1328, was already very much dilapidated; the beams were wormeaten, the chains rusted, the pillars green with mould; the layers of hewn stone were all cracked at their joints, and grass was growing on that platform which no feet touched. The monument made a horrible profile against the sky; especially at night when there was a little moonlight on those white skulls, or when the breeze of evening brushed the chains and the skeletons, and swayed all these in the darkness. The presence of this gibbet sufficed to render gloomy all the surrounding places.
       The mass of masonry which served as foundation to the odious edifice was hollow. A huge cellar had been constructed there, closed by an old iron grating, which was out of order, into which were cast not only the human remains, which were taken from the chains of Montfau鏾n, but also the bodies of all the unfortunates executed on the other permanent gibbets of Paris. To that deep charnel-house, where so many human remains and so many crimes have rotted in company, many great ones of this world, many innocent people, have contributed their bones, from Enguerrand de Marigni, the first victim, and a just man, to Admiral de Coligni, who was its last, and who was also a just man.
       As for the mysterious disappearance of Quasimodo, this is all that we have been able to discover.
       About eighteen months or two years after the events which terminate this story, when search was made in that cavern for the body of Olivier le Daim, who had been hanged two days previously, and to whom Charles VIII. had granted the favor of being buried in Saint Laurent, in better company, they found among all those hideous carcasses two skeletons, one of which held the other in its embrace. One of these skeletons, which was that of a woman, still had a few strips of a garment which had once been white, and around her neck was to be seen a string of adr閦arach beads with a little silk bag ornamented with green glass, which was open and empty. These objects were of so little value that the executioner had probably not cared for them. The other, which held this one in a close embrace, was the skeleton of a man. It was noticed that his spinal column was crooked, his head seated on his shoulder blades, and that one leg was shorter than the other. Moreover, there was no fracture of the vertebrae at the nape of the neck, and it was evident that he had not been hanged. Hence, the man to whom it had belonged had come thither and had died there. When they tried to detach the skeleton which he held in his embrace, he fell to dust.

Preface.
book first
   Chapter 1. The Grand Hall.
   Chapter II. Pierre Gringoire.
   Chapter III. Monsieur the Cardinal.
   Chapter IV. Master Jacques Coppenole.
   Chapter V. Quasimodo.
   Chapter VI. Esmeralda.
book second
   Chapter I. From Charybdis to Scylla.
   Chapter II. The Place de Greve.
   Chapter III. Kisses for Blows.
   Chapter IV. The Inconveniences of Following A Pretty Woman Through the Streets in the Evening.
   Chapter V. Result of the Dangers.
   Chapter VI. The Broken Jug.
   Chapter VII. A Bridal Night.
book third
   Chapter I. Notre-Dame.
   Chapter II. A Bird's-Eye View of Paris.
book fourth
   Chapter I. Good Souls.
   Chapter II. Claude Frollo.
   Chapter III. Immanis Pecoris Custos, Immanior Ipse.
   Chapter IV. The Dog and His Master.
   Chapter V. More About Claude Frollo.
   Chapter VI. Unpopularity.
book fifth
   Chapter I. Abbas Beati Martini.
   Chapter II. This Will Kill That.
book sixth
   Chapter I. An Impartial Glance at the Ancient Magistracy.
   Chapter II. The Rat-Hole.
   Chapter III. History of a Leavened Cake of Maize.
   Chapter IV. A Tear for a Drop of Water.
   Chapter V. End of the Story of the Cake.
book seventh
   Chapter I. The Danger of Confiding One's Secret to a Goat.
   Chapter II. A Priest and a Philosopher are Two Different Things.
   Chapter III. The Bells.
   Chapter IV. ANArKH.
   Chapter V. The Two Men Clothed in Black.
   Chapter VI. The Effect Which Seven Oaths in the Open Air can Produce.
   Chapter VII. The Mysterious Monk.
   Chapter VIII. The Utility of Windows Which Open on the River.
book eighth
   Chapter I. The Crown Changed into a Dry Leaf.
   Chapter II. Continuation of the Crown Which was Changed into a Dry Leaf.
   Chapter III. End of the CRown Which was Turned into a Dry Leaf.
   Chapter IV. Lasciate Ogni Speranza--Leave All Hope Behind, Ye Who Enter Here.
   Chapter V. The Mother.
   Chapter VI. Three Human Hearts Differently Constructed.
book ninth
   Chapter I. Delirium.
   Chapter II. Hunchbacked, One Eyed, Lame.
   Chapter III. Deaf.
   Chapter IV. Earthenware and Crystal.
   Chapter V. The Key to the Red Door.
   Chapter VI. Continuation of the Key to the Red Door.
book tenth
   Chapter I. Gringoire Has Many Good Ideas in Succession.--Rue des Bernardins.
   Chapter II. Turn Vagabond.
   Chapter III. Long Live Mirth.
   Chapter IV. An Awkward Friend.
   Chapter V. The Retreat in which Monsieur Louis of France Says His Prayers.
   Chapter VI. Little Sword in Pocket.
   Chapter VII. Chateaupers to the Rescue.
book eleventh
   Chapter I. The Little Shoe.
   Chapter II. The Beautiful Creature Clad in White. (Dante.)
   Chapter III. The Marriage of Phoebus.
   Chapter IV. The Marriage of Quasimodo.