Such having been the result of the negotiations between the states-general and the Walloon provinces, a strong deputation now went forth from those provinces, towards the end of April, to hold a final colloquy with Parma, then already busied with the investment of Maestricht.  They were met upon the road with great ceremony, and escorted into the presence of Farnese with drum, trumpet, and flaunting banners.  He received them with stately affability, in a magnificently decorated pavilion, carelessly inviting them to a repast, which he called an afternoon’s lunch, but which proved a most sumptuous and splendidly appointed entertainment.  This “trifling foolish banquet” finished, the deputies were escorted, with great military parade, to the lodgings which had been provided for them in a neighbouring village.  During the period of their visit, all the chief officers of the army and the household were directed to entertain the Walloons with showy festivals, dinners, suppers, dances, and carousals of all kinds.  At one of the most brilliant of these revels—­a magnificent ball, to which all the matrons and maids of the whole country round had been bidden—­the Prince of Parma himself unexpectedly made his appearance.  He gently rebuked the entertainers for indulging in such splendid hospitality without, at least, permitting him to partake of it.  Charmingly affable to the ladies assembled in the ball-room, courteous, but slightly reserved, towards the Walloon envoys, he excited the admiration of all by the splendid decorum of his manners.  As he moved through the halls, modulating his steps in grave cadence to the music, the dignity and grace of his deportment seemed truly majestic; but when he actually danced a measure himself the enthusiasm was at its height.  They should, indeed, be rustics, cried the Walloon envoys in a breath, not to give the hand of fellowship at once to a Prince so condescending and amiable.  The exclamation seemed to embody the general wish, and to foreshadow a speedy conclusion.

Very soon afterwards a preliminary accord was signed between the King’s government and the Walloon provinces.  The provisions on his Majesty’s part were sufficiently liberal.  The religious question furnishing no obstacle, it was comparatively easy for Philip to appear benignant.  It was stipulated that the provincial privileges should be respected; that a member of the King’s own family, legitimately born, should always be Governor-General, and that the foreign troops should be immediately withdrawn.  The official exchange and ratification of this treaty were delayed till the 4th of the following September, but the news that, the reconciliation had been definitely settled soon spread through the country.  The Catholics were elated, the patriots dismayed.  Orange-the “Prince of Darkness,” as the Walloons of the day were fond of calling him—­still unwilling to despair, reluctant to accept this dismemberment, which he foresaw was to be a perpetual one, of his