How could he, after the villanies which he had committed against the best of Kings, hope ever to be trusted again?
It was enough for a wretch like him to be permitted to make, at the cost of his life, some poor atonement to the gracious master, whom he had indeed basely injured, but whom he had never ceased to love.

It was not improbable that, in the summer, he might command the English forces in Flanders.

Was it wished that he should bring them over in a body to the French camp?
If such were the royal pleasure, he would undertake that the thing should be done.

But on the whole he thought that it would be better to wait till the next session of Parliament.

And then he hinted at a plan which he afterwards more fully matured, for expelling the usurper by means of the English legislature and the English army.