The King's Esquires; Or, The Jewel of FranceFenn, George Manville
History
The King's Esquires; Or, The Jewel of France
Fenn, George Manville
France -- History -- Francis I, 1515-1547 -- Fiction
He rose to go, as the captain again saluted, and there was a sharp
rustling of garments throughout the great chamber as the courtiers who
had been present at the supper rose, when to the surprise of all the
great door was once more thrown open, and one of the Court functionaries
stepped quickly forward and in a loud clear voice announced:
"His Majesty the King of France."
There was a peculiar thrill running through the great chamber, and then
a heavy bang as Henry in his astonishment gave vent to his feelings in a
truly English way, for he brought down his clenched fist upon the table
with a thud which made the silver flagons leap, and one, the tallest on
the table, thin and weak with age, missed its footing and came down upon
its side, seeming to bleed the rich red wine in a little pool.
The next moment, with bandaged head erect and flashing eyes, Francis
appeared in the doorway, resting upon Leoni's arm, Saint Simon slightly
behind on the other side ready to support his master should he want his
help.
But none was needed. Francis stood for a few moments gazing towards the
upper table where the King was standing, and his quick clear glance took
in the position in a moment, for he had seen Denis standing a little to
Henry's left.
Then with a quick movement Francis thrust back Leoni's arm and walked
proudly up towards Henry's chair bowing slightly once to right and left
as he swept with disdainful eye the now silent throng.
Then, to use the good old grandmotherly term, a pin might have been
heard to drop, as Francis pressed forward till close up to where Henry
stood, and before the English monarch could recover from his surprise
his visitor had laid his hands lightly upon his shoulders and kissed his
cheeks.
It was all done in the most courtly way, and only as one of the grandest
gentlemen in Europe could at such a time have given the salute, while
its reception was as marked and English as it was the reverse of
friendly. For the King was so utterly taken aback by this change in the
state of affairs that for a few moments he could not speak. When he did
find words they were of the gruffest and most matter-of-fact that an
Englishman could vent.
"So then," he cried, "you have come back?"
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