They seemed sad and disappointed, and probably had been deprived of their rank.

The _Hof-rath_ stood in the front of the crowd.

He did not appear happy; indeed, he seemed a good deal ruffled, both in mind and clothes.

Perhaps he had defended his queen, and had been roughly handled.
Priscilla was talking, and fanning herself, gracefully and lazily, with her calf-skin fan.

I think she had been telling the people what she intended to do, and what she intended them to do; but, almost immediately after our arrival, she was interrupted by the _Hof-rath_, who said something that we did not hear, but which put Priscilla into a wild passion.
She sprang to her feet and stood up in the chair, while poor Poqua-dilla held it firmly by the back so that it should not shake.