"The great beggar," as Hoogstraaten called him, conducted himself, however, with as much propriety as could be expected.

Four or five thousand of the inhabitants thronged about the hotel where he had taken up his quarters.
He appeared at a window with his wooden bowl, filled with wine, in his hands, and his wallet at his side.

He assured the multitude that he was ready to die to defend the good people of Antwerp and of all the Netherlands against the edicts and the inquisition.

Meantime he drank their healths, and begged all who accepted the pledge to hold up their hands.

The populace, highly amused, held up and clapped their hands as honest Brederode drained his bowl, and were soon afterwards persuaded to retire in great good humor.
These proceedings were all chronicled and transmitted to Madrid.