When we came to the court, there was the Lord Chancellor--the same whom I had seen in his private room in Lincoln's Inn--sitting in great state and gravity on the bench, with the mace and seals on a red table below him and an immense flat nosegay, like a little garden, which scented the whole court. 
When we came to the court, there was the Lord Chancellor sitting in great state on the bench, with the mace and seals on a red table below him. 