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this

day，just

as he

reached

the low

door of

his

retreat

and was

preparing

to in the

lock the

small and

intricate

key he

always

carried

about with

him in the

pouch

hanging at

his

side，the

jingle of

a

tambourine

and of

castanets

suddenly

smote on

his

ear，rising

up from

the place

du

parvis.the

cell，as we

have

said，had

but one

window

looking

over the

transept

roof.claude

frollo

hastily

withdrew

the

key，and in