End of the Crown which was Turned into a Dry Leaf — The Hunchback of Notre-Dame

Charmolue tells the dim hall that she has confessed all. Asked whether she avows magic, prostitution, and the killing of Phœbus, she says they may do what they like, so long as they kill her quickly. He reads a long Latin charge. The goat copies his gestures until its hoofs are tied. He demands money, an honourable apology before the portal of Notre-Dame, and death for her and the goat, on the Grève or on an island in the Seine.

Told to be brief, her lawyer asks for an old Salic fine. The king's advocate says that text is no longer in force. Hungry and late, the judges vote without leaving the room. A cold voice condemns her. On a day the king chooses, at noon, she is to ride in a tumbrel, in her shift, barefoot, with a rope at her neck, and make an apology with a two-pound wax torch at Notre-Dame. She is then to be hanged and strangled on the gibbet of the Place de Grève, the goat with her, and she must pay three lions of gold. She says it is a dream. Rough hands bear her away.