Arthur Herbert looked keenly at him; the Prince had dropped his hat and mantle on a chair, and his person was fully revealed in the steady red candle glow. He was at this time in his thirty-seventh year, at the height of his reputation: the most respected statesman, one of the most feared generals and powerful rulers in Europe, the head of a nation which was supreme in trade and maritime dominion, the foremost champion of the Reformed religion, first Prince of the blood in England, the close ally and councilor of the Empire, of Spain, the Northern States, Germany, and, as it was whispered, of the Pope, the leader of the English opposition, and husband to the heiress of that country, the rallying point for the discontents and indignations of all those whom the King of France had injured or the King of England put out of humor.
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