They had fallen a little back, as though to gaze upon the newcomer.

Smiling faces were turned upon us.

Eager eyes were fastened upon the Maid's face.

She stood there, with the glare of the torches shining over her, looking upon the scene with her calm, direct gaze, without tremor of fear or thought of shame.
One of the great Seigneurs--I know not which--came forward with a smile and a bow, and gave her his hand to lead her forward.
"I will present you to the King," he said; and made in a certain direction, as though he would lead her to a very kingly-looking personage in white and crimson velvet, blazing with diamonds; but ere he had taken many steps, the Maid drew her hand from his, and turning herself in a different direction, went forward without the least wavering, and knelt down before a young man in whose attire there was nothing in any way gorgeous or notable.
"Gentle Dauphin," she said, in that clear voice of hers which always made itself heard above other sounds, though at this moment a great hush prevailed throughout the audience chamber, and wondering eyes were fixed full upon the Maid, "God give you good life, and victory over your enemies!" Astonishment was in the young man's face; but he took the Maid by the hand, and said: "You mistake, fair damsel; it is not I that am the King.

See, he is there; let me take you to him." But she would not be raised; she knelt still at his feet, and the hand which he had given her she held to her lips.
"Gentle Dauphin, think not to deceive me.