He was aware that two gentlemen touched him on the shoulder and bade him retire; but the Queen motioned to them to desist.

So, with the eyes of the whole court on him again, and Elizabeth's calm curious gaze fixed, as it were, on his forehead, he stood still till the flaming Gentlemen Pensioners were within a few feet of him, and the battle-axes were almost over his head.
The great braggart was no better now than a wisp of grass in the wind, and it was more than homage that bent him to his knees as the Queen looked him full in the eyes.

There was a moment's absolute silence, and then she said, with cold condescension: "By what privilege do you seek our presence ?" "I am Raoul Lempriere, Seigneur of Rozel, your high Majesty," said the choking voice of the Jerseyman.

The Queen raised her eyebrows.

"The man seems French.