"Dilun, Dimars, e Demecre tres,
Dijou, Divendre, e Dissate sieis."
"E Dimenche, set," cried the hunchback, with enthusiasm. Whereupon there was an awful howl and a great shudder that convulsed all the wicked crew.
"Who dares to speak of the Holy Day in these our revels?" a voice asked.
"Es lou gibous, lou marrit gibous! Zou, la gibo, la gibo. Gibo davans, gibo darriè!"
And the luckless man found that, so far from being cured, he was now doubly deformed—the old hump on the back and a new one on the chest—through the malicious sorcery of the witches of La Rocca.
Provence is full of proverbs and quaint sayings, many of them very like our own country saws about the weather and so forth.
"Ne per Magio, ne per Magiàn,
Non te leva o pelicàn."