A coach drawn by four horses, a mere box hung between two tiny fore-wheels and a pair of gigantic hind-wheels, drove slowly past them.

It was conveying Magdalena Moons, the daughter of an aristocratic Holland family, distinguished among the magistracy, back to the Hague from a visit to her lover and future husband, Valdez.

No one noticed Henrica, for there were plenty of women in the camp.

Several poorly-clad ones sat before the tents, mending the soldiers' clothes.

Some gaily-bedizened wenches were drinking wine and throwing dice with their male companions in front of an officer's tent.