His appearance, too, will be against him in the eyes of the saints; and though Monmouth is a man of easy virtue, the saints are like to have the chief voice in his councils.

Now do but look at him as he reins up that showy grey stallion and gazes back at us.

Mark his riding-hat tilted over his eye, his open bosom, his whip dangling from his button-hole, his hand on his hip, and as many oaths in his mouth as there are ribbons to his doublet.

Above all, mark the air with which he looks down upon the peasants beside him.

He will have to change his style if he is to fight by the side of the fanatics.