Garnier—­when his departure could no longer, on any pretext, be deferred—­took his leave, once more warmly urging Robert Cecil to make a little tour in the obedient Netherlands, and to satisfy himself, by personal observation, of their miserable condition.  As Dr. Dale purposed making a preliminary visit to the Duke of Parma at Ghent, it was determined accordingly that he should be accompanied by Cecil.

That young gentleman had already been much impressed by the forlorn aspect of the country about Ostend—­for, although the town was itself in possession of the English, it was in the midst of the enemy’s territory.  Since the fall of Sluys the Spaniards were masters of all Flanders, save this one much-coveted point.  And although the Queen had been disposed to abandon that city, and to suffer the ocean to overwhelm it, rather than that she should be at charges to defend it, yet its possession was of vital consequence to the English-Dutch cause, as time was ultimately to show.  Meanwhile the position was already a very important one, for—­according to the predatory system of warfare of the day—­it was an excellent starting-point for those marauding expeditions against persons and property, in which neither the Dutch nor English were less skilled than the Flemings or Spaniards.  “The land all about here,” said Cecil, “is so devastated, that where the open country was wont to be covered with kine and sheep, it is now fuller of wild boars and wolves; whereof many come so nigh the town that the sentinels—­three of whom watch every night upon a sand-hill outside the gates—­have had them in a dark night upon them ere they were aware.”

But the garrison of Ostend was quite as dangerous to the peasants and the country squires of Flanders, as were the wolves or wild boars; and many a pacific individual of retired habits, and with a remnant of property worth a ransom, was doomed to see himself whisked from his seclusion by Conway’s troopers, and made a compulsory guest at the city.  Prisoners were brought in from a distance of sixty miles; and there was one old gentlemen, “well-languaged,” who “confessed merrily to Cecil, that when the soldiers fetched him out of his own mansion-house, sitting safe in his study, he was as little in fear of the garrison of Ostend as he was of the Turk or the devil.”

[And Doctor Rogers held very similar language:  “The most dolorous and heavy sights in this voyage to Ghent, by me weighed,” he said; “seeing the countries which, heretofore; by traffic of merchants, as much as any other I have seen flourish, now partly drowned, and, except certain great cities, wholly burned, ruined, and desolate, possessed I say, with wolves, wild boars, and foxes—­a great, testimony of the wrath of God,” &c. &c.  Dr. Rogers to the Queen,- April, 1588. (S.  P. Office Ms.)]

Three days after the departure of Garnier, Dr. Dale and his attendants started upon their expedition from