“’Tis so,” said William quietly.
“Well, now he is going to pay for it.”
“You think so?”
“Wait and see, Mynheer.”
William smiled.
“I have been waiting to see—for a long while.”
“Then you are for the Prince too;” the fisherman expressed a stolid satisfaction.
“I am for my country,” replied William evasively, “and that is a bigger question.… It is not the Grand Pensionary or the Prince … but our freedom or our downfall.”
“William of Orange will save us,” repeated the fisherman.
William smiled, half bitterly.