Thus the hair-sputters at Brussels—­spinning a web that should be stout enough to entrap the noisy, blundering republicans at the Hague, yet so delicate as to go through the finest dialectical needle.  Time was to show whether subtilty or bluntness was the best diplomatic material.

The monk brought with him three separate instruments or powers, to be used according to his discretion.  Admitted to the assembly of the States-General, he produced number one.

It was instantly rejected.  He then offered number two, with the same result.  He now declared himself offended, not on his own account, but for the sake of his masters, and asked leave to retire from the assembly, leaving with them the papers which had been so benignantly drawn up, and which deserved to be more carefully studied.

The States, on their parts, were sincerely and vehemently indignant.  What did all this mean, it was demanded, this producing one set of propositions after another?  Why did the archdukes not declare their intentions openly and at once?  Let the States depart each to the several provinces, and let John Neyen be instantly sent out of the country.  Was it thought to bait a trap for the ingenuous Netherlanders, and catch them little by little, like so many wild animals?  This was not the way the States dealt with the archdukes.  What they meant they put in front—­first, last, and always.  Now and in the future they said and they would say exactly what they wished, candidly and seriously.  Those who pursued another course would never come into negotiation with them.

The monk felt that he had excited a wrath which it would be difficult to assuage.  He already perceived the difference between a real and an affected indignation, and tried to devise some soothing remedy.  Early next morning he sent a petition in writing to the States for leave to make an explanation to the assembly.  Barneveld and Recorder Aerssens, in consequence, came to him immediately, and heaped invectives upon his head for his duplicity.

Evidently it was a different matter dealing with this many-headed roaring beast, calling itself a republic, from managing the supple politicians with whom he was more familiar.  The noise and publicity of these transactions were already somewhat appalling to the smooth friar who was accustomed to negotiate in comfortable secrecy.  He now vehemently protested that never man was more sincere than he, and implored for time to send to Brussels for another power.  It is true that number three was still in his portfolio, but he had seen so much indignation on the production of number two as to feel sure that the fury of the States would know no bounds should he now confess that he had come provided with a third.

It was agreed accordingly to wait eight days, in which period he might send for and receive the new power already in his possession.  These little tricks were considered masterly diplomacy in those days, and by this kind of negotiators; and such was the way in which it was proposed to terminate a half century of warfare.