Quasimodo meet biancayoung bianca was visited her aunt but she notice the church of of Notre Dame, 'she enter and pray for a friend then she deiced to see what was in the bell tower she cilme up until she spotted a boy of her age."hello there would you be friend. 'no i cant you wont like me. 'pleas i wish to see you iv heard that some of the children have seen someone up here and i was thinking of sharing a a cookie it very good. "bianca put the cookie on the floor it was nice meeting you by. "i be staying with my aunt for a week so ill see you soon by."bianca down the stair then she bump into frollo. 'who are you", 'ah am just looking around sir am sorry t
Calling on favors--13 February left quietly and March tramped slush and mud into houses. April poked its head in and wondered b everyone was in such a bad mood. To make up for it, it decided to help out during a party. The sun shone brightly and unhindered in the sky, polished to an extra blueness in the morning and the month did its best to be warm as well. And that was the day before the party, as the month got ready to do its best. At first it all seemed so perfect. Moods began to spring up and so did flowers. Claude was off his crutches and slowly acclimating to his horse again. He spent his short rides taking his job back and sending Gaetan to do mor
Calling on favors--16 "I know you're not that into the figurines," Quasimodo said. In fact, Gaetan had been interested in the figurines. She was awed by how easily he could carve and paint. She loved listening to him explain about the people he'd seen. Sometimes he tried to explain parts of the Bible using them to act out the story or allegory, but it only worked for so long. She wasn't interested in dolls, even when she found it amusing that the figurine of Frollo was often used as God. "I wanted to show you this, though." He took a figurine from within the model cathedral and handed it to Gaetan. It was a small figure of her, flat-chested and armed wit
Calling on Favors--8Gaetan was up before the dawn each day. Claude would leave her to learn riding, which was at first falling and later was something too scruffy and undignified to appear to be riding compared to the captain, but not quite staying on the horse, while the minister led his destrier around. He tied an end of a rope to the reigns and the other end to the fence. With his master around, the horse calmly walked in circles, trying to urge Claude to ride by nudging the man with his nose. "I understand, boy," Claude would say. "But I can't. Stop it." The gypsies had hired spies to watch the man and the child. As much as the gypsies wanted to cite Frollo
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