elling suit, and with all preparations made for a clandestine departure from Brussels.
"Your Highness," said the aged Frisian sternly, "you have lost your presence of mind. You cannot be permitted to leave the government in the hands of a disorderly mob."
"What do you mean," cried the angry woman, "by giving me commands? I shall not remain here another hour. My life is in danger."
"You will not stir one step from this palace," replied Viglius, respectfully but firmly.
Finding all appeals to reason unavailing, the stanch old said decidedly: "Your Highness shall not be permitted to disgrace herself and the State by such an act of cowardice. If you forsake the post of duty which the King entrusted to your hands, I will treat you as a rebel of his Majesty, and will cause troops to be led against you."
These forcible words restored the hysterical woman to her senses, and she remained that night at the palace. The next morning she sent for the members of the State Council to assemble. The Prince of Orange had returned, in answer to the despatches which had been sent him earlier.
The Regent saluted the Prince with a scant show of courtesy.
"This riot is the result of your gentle measures," she said, tauntingly.
"Nay, your Highness. It is because you did not
