Had he remained in England, he would probably have died by the hand of the executioner, if indeed the executioner had not been anticipated by the populace.

But in Holland a political refugee, favoured by the Stadtholder, might hope to live unmolested.

To Holland Sunderland fled, disguised, it is said, as a woman; and his wife accompanied him.

At Rotterdam, a town devoted to the House of Orange, he thought himself secure.

But the magistrates were not in all the secrets of the Prince, and were assured by some busy Englishmen that His Highness would be delighted to hear of the arrest of the Popish dog, the Judas, whose appearance on Tower Hill was impatiently expected by all London.