Tyrconnel, they said, was old; he was infirm; he needed much sleep; he knew nothing of war; he was dilatory; he was partial; he was rapacious; he was distrusted and hated by the whole nation.

The Irish, deserted by him, had made a gallant stand, and had compelled the victorious army of the Prince of Orange to retreat.

They hoped soon to take the field again, thirty thousand strong; and they adjured their King to send them some captain worthy to command such a force.

Tyrconnel and Maxwell, on the other hand, represented the delegates as mutineers, demagogues, traitors, and pressed James to send Henry Luttrell to keep Mountjoy company in the Bastille.

James, bewildered by these criminations and recriminations, hesitated long, and at last, with characteristic wisdom, relieved himself from trouble by giving all the quarrellers fair words and by sending them all back to have their fight out in Ireland.