The queen had them.

The only question was, had she ten or twelve?
At that moment the violins sounded the signal for the ballet.

The king advanced toward Madame the President, with whom he was to dance, and his Highness Monsieur with the queen.

They took their places, and the ballet began.
The king danced facing the queen, and every time he passed by her, he devoured with his eyes those studs of which he could not ascertain the number.

A cold sweat covered the brow of the cardinal.
The ballet lasted an hour, and had sixteen ENTREES.