It was perhaps typical of him that he should want his own personal fortunes to wait upon the issue of the mighty struggle in which he was so deeply absorbed.
Then his thoughts turned with renewed concentration to the war.

Standing far off in both mind and body, he was able to contemplate it as a whole and also to see it in all its parts.

And the more he looked at it the surer he was that England and her colonies would succeed.

Distance and perspective gave him confidence.

The French generals and French soldiers had done wonders, nobody could be braver or more skilful than they, but they could not prevail always against superior might and invincible tenacity.
Sitting on the ground and looking at the white surf breaking on the rocks, he ended the war in the way he wished.