The child rose and shook his head, in token of refusal.
"Ah! this is it, is it?" cried the same voice. "Wait, you shall see," and the shoemaker Simon rushed from his hut as a wild beast from its den.
"Hallo! hallo!" cried Lorin, frowning. "Where are you going so fast, Master Simon?"
"To chastise this little wolf's cub," said the shoemaker.
"To chastise him, for what?"
"For what?"
"Yes."
"Because the little beggar will neither sing like a good patriot, nor work like a good citizen."
"Well, what have you to do with that?" demanded Lorin. "Did the nation confide Capet to you that you might teach him to sing?"