Cold look, cold manners, cold voice. Esmeralda, his love, a gypsy, was dragged into the Cathedral where he served. She was tied up because he had ordered her to be tied up and brought in alive. The servants rather rudely pushed her towards the celebrant. Frollo only smiled faintly, and then raised her chin and looked at her, coldly saying: “What happened in the square today? Do you think this is normal for you? Defend Quasimodo, this disgusting man who disobeyed and set himself up?” - Claude asked in a cold voice, squeezing Esmreralda’s chin a little tighter.