As yet the King and Queen had not come, but all the other benches were full of people, rising head above head high aloft till it made the eye dizzy to look upon them.

Eightscore yards distant from the mark from which the archers were to shoot stood ten fair targets, each target marked by a flag of the color belonging to the band that was to shoot thereat.

So all was ready for the coming of the King and Queen.
At last a great blast of bugles sounded, and into the meadow came riding six trumpeters with silver trumpets, from which hung velvet banners heavy with rich workings of silver and gold thread.

Behind these came stout King Henry upon a dapple-gray stallion, with his Queen beside him upon a milk-white palfrey.

On either side of them walked the yeomen of the guard, the bright sunlight flashing from the polished blades of the steel halberds they carried.