thunes's

Updated: May 13, 2025

So saying, he pointed his finger at the little, bearded Hungarian Jew who had accosted Gringoire with his facitote caritatem, and who, understanding no other language beheld with surprise the King of Thunes's ill-humor overflow upon him. At length Monsieur Clopin calmed down. "So you will be a vagabond, you knave?" he said to our poet. "Of course," replied the poet.

Victor Hugo - Notre-Dame De Paris