He is a long time coming, as becomes a great man.

Nay, it is quite possible he may be there already without anyone seeing him.

Perchance he is walking along there behind the bride in an invisible mantle and only when he throws it off, then only and not till then will the people see him.
Anicza screams aloud--perhaps with joy! Everyone is thunderstruck; they imagine their leader must be in league with the devil himself, for he comes up from out of the earth! And with what splendour does he ascend! The purple robe that he wears is scarce discernible for gold lace; a long embroidered mantle, like the mantle of a prince, floats down from his shoulders and on his head he wears a golden helmet from which the mask depends.
The top of this helmet is set all round about with diamonds, and one of his comrades makes the remark that the spike of this helmet is somewhat muddy.

He wore no weapon by his side, not even a dagger.

Naturally,--one generally lays aside one's arms when one is about to swear solemnly before an altar.