"She must be a daughter of the great merchant of Dort--a useful friend to have made, maybe, Master Holliday; and it may be that your adventure may even be of service to the state.

Never speak now, Master Rupert, of your peaceful intentions.

You take after your namesake, the Prince, and are a veritable knight errant of adventure.

The sooner I have you over in Holland fighting the queen's enemies, and not the queen's subjects, the better.
"Now tell me, where have you taken up your abode ?" "At the Bell, at Bishopsgate Street," Rupert answered.
"And your follower, for I know one accompanied you; where is he ?" "He waits without, sir." The earl touched a hand bell.
"Fetch in Master Holliday's retainer; you will find him without.
Make him at home in the servant's hall.

Send a messenger down to the Bell at Bishopsgate, fetch hither the mails of Master Holliday; he will remain as my guest at present." Rupert now entered upon a life very different to that which he had led hitherto.