jeerer

When Claude and Quasimodo went out together, which frequently happened, and when they were seen traversing in company, the valet behind the master, the cold, narrow, and gloomy streets of the block of Notre-Dame, more than one evil word, more than one ironical quaver, more than one insulting jest greeted them on their way, unless Claude Frollo, which was rarely the case, walked with head upright and raised, showing his severe and almost august brow to the dumbfounded jeerers.

oh that I were upon earth agen") and "She throwes down the wine" so that a jeerer asks "Is this the Gentlewomans wine, or water?" Newman has the final word: "They have a heavenly time on't" (70-1).

While there's always a jeerer or two in every crowd, we got a lot of hoots and woots and even rounds of applause.

The jeerer has a point, though, and Professor X explains it in his book:

Informal Guide for Time Management, Jeerer Library Translation.