And if we ascend the cathedral , without mentioning a thousand barbarisms of every sort , - - what has become of that charming little bell tower , which rested upon the point of intersection of the cross - roofs , and which , no less frail and no less bold than its neighbor ( also destroyed ) , the spire of the sainte - chapelle , buried itself in the sky , farther forward than the towers , slender , pointed , sonorous , carved in open work 如果我们往主教堂上面去，不停下来观看那成千上万、各种各样的野蛮玩艺儿，那座屹立在交叉甬道交叉点上的迷人的小钟楼，轻盈而又奔放，绝不亚于邻近圣小教堂的尖塔(也已毁掉) ，比其他塔楼更刺向天空，高耸，尖削，空灵，回声洪亮，这座小钟楼的命运又如何？
