He was more impatient than ever for the arrival of the States' special embassy, reluctantly acquiesced in the reasons assigned for the delay, but trusted that it would arrive soon with Barneveld at the head, and with Count Lewis William as a member for "the sword part of it." He railed at the Prince of Orange, not believing that Keeremans would have dared to do what he had done but with the orders of his master.

He said that the King of Spain would supply Conde with money and with everything he wanted, knowing that he could make use of him to trouble his kingdom.

It was strange, he thought, that Philip should venture to these extremities with his affairs in such condition, and when he had so much need of repose.

He recalled all his ancient grievances against Spain, his rights to the Kingdom of Navarre and the County of St.Pol violated; the conspiracy of Biron, the intrigues of Bouillon, the plots of the Count of Auvergne and the Marchioness of Verneuil, the treason of Meragne, the corruption of L'Hoste, and an infinity of other plots of the King and his ministers; of deep injuries to him and to the public repose, not to be tolerated by a mighty king like himself, with a grey beard.

He would be revenged, he said, for this last blow, and so for all the rest.
He would not leave a troublesome war on the hands of his young son.