which made
him
pause.it
was
quasimodo，leaning
out of an
opening in
one of the
great
projecting
slate
eaves and
likewise
looking
down into
the
place，but
so
profoundly
absorbed
in
contemplation
that he
was
unaware of
the
passing of
his
adopted
father.his
savage eye
had a
singular
expression—a
mingled
look of
fondness
and
delight.
'how
strange！'murmured
claude.'can
he too be
looking at
the
egyptian？'he
continued
his
descent，and
in a few
