Very ugly, knock-kneed, with emaciated thighs, small, odd, blinking eyes, and a large bulbous nose, on his bony, bandy legs tottered and trembled this prince of twenty-six.[672] [Footnote 671: De Beaucourt, _Histoire de Charles VII_, vol.ii, p.
195.] [Footnote 672: Th.

Basin, vol.i, p.312.Chastellain, vol.ii, p.
178.

_Portrait historique du roi Charles VII_, by Henri Baude, published by Vallet de Viriville in _Nouvelles recherches sur Henri Baude_, p.6.De Beaucourt, _Histoire de Charles VII_, p.

83.] That Jeanne should have seen his picture already and recognised him by it is hardly likely.

Portraits of princes were rare in those days.
Jeanne had never handled one of those precious books in which King Charles may have been painted in miniature as one of the Magi offering gifts to the Child Jesus.[673] It was not likely that she had ever seen one of those figures painted on wood in the semblance of her King, with hands clasped, beneath the curtains of his oratory.[674] And if by chance some one had shown her one of these portraits her untrained eyes could have discerned but little therein.