James had not, indeed, like Charles, died the death of a traitor.

Yet the punishment of the son might seem to differ from the punishment of the father rather in degree than in principle.

Those who had recently waged war on a tyrant, who had turned him out of his palace, who had frightened him out of his country, who had deprived him of his crown, might perhaps think that the crime of going one step further had been sufficiently expiated by thirty years of banishment.

Ludlow's admirers, some of whom appear to have been in high public situations, assured him that he might safely venture over, nay, that he might expect to be sent in high command to Ireland, where his name was still cherished by his old soldiers and by their children, [533] He came and early in September it was known that he was in London, [534] But it soon appeared that he and his friends had misunderstood the temper of the English people.

By all, except a small extreme section of the Whig party, the act, in which he had borne a part never to be forgotten, was regarded, not merely with the disapprobation due to a great violation of law and justice, but with horror such as even the Gunpowder Plot had not excited.