Clarendon lay in the Tower about six months.

His guilt was fully established; and a party among the Whigs called loudly and importunately for his head.

But he was saved by the pathetic entreaties of his brother Rochester, by the good offices of the humane and generous Burnet, and by Mary's respect for the memory of her mother.

The prisoner's confinement was not strict.

He was allowed to entertain his friends at dinner.