What was the strain to him?
he heard it not.

The violent hopes and fears that had alternately shaken him, had given way to a silent rapture; the unnatural tension of his nerves was relaxed, and in spite of all his efforts, the tears gleamed in his eyes.

When the lay was over, the room resounded with loud praises, and the baron threw a chain of gold around the minstrel's neck.
At this moment Margaret encountered Gilbert's eyes; she reddened with anger at first, but almost instantaneously became pale as death.

Gilbert saw that he was recognized--he bent his head upon his breast, and prepared for the worst.

But so completely had Humbert engrossed all eyes, that the maiden's agitation was not observed.