The Netherlanders, too, who had been used to look up almost with worship to a plain man of kindly manners, in felt hat and bargeman's woollen jacket, whom they called "Father William," did not appreciate, as they ought, the magnificence of the stranger who had been sent to govern them.

The Earl was handsome, quick-witted, brave; but he was, neither wise in council nor capable in the field.

He was intolerably arrogant, passionate, and revengeful.

He hated easily, and he hated for life.

It was soon obvious that no cordiality of feeling or of action could exist between him and the plain, stubborn Hollanders.