The poor fellow did but kiss her once or twice, and kissed no closer than the Angevin; but the grace is one that goes by favour.

Gilles, nevertheless, took primer seisin and was content.

Afterwards, hand in hand, trembling each, the possessed and the possessing, they stood before the twinkling lamp which hinted at the Son of God, and waited what must happen.
In about half an hour's time Jehane heard the long padding tread she knew so well, and took a deep breath.

Next Gilles heard something.
'One comes.

Who comes ?' he said whispering.
'Richard of Anjou.