It was some minutes before he dared to look up.

Her face was exposed to his gaze, and he could see every feature distinctly.
She was still the same--ay, more than the same--she was lovelier than ever.

Regardless of discovery, he fixed his eyes upon the apparition that had haunted him so long, and was only recalled to a sense of his position by a loud call from the baron for the harp.
As he carried the instrument to the spot indicated by Ailred, the baron presented the minstrel to his daughter.

Humbert behaved with becoming reverence.

He took his station a few feet from the table, between Sir Sandrit and his daughter, and began to prelude with decision and great sweetness.