"We shall have dancing, then," she said.

"The dance hath charms for me.

We shall not deny our youth.

The heart shall keep as young as the body." An instant later the room was full of dancers, and Elizabeth gave her hand to Leicester, who bent every faculty to pleasing her.

His face had darkened as he had seen Angele beside her, but the Queen's graciousness, whether assumed or real, had returned, and her face carried a look of triumph and spirit and delight.