The Grand Pensionary roused himself.
“I trust,” he said proudly, “they have been pleased to consider how very bitter it was to me to have to stoop to justify myself against the attacks of a pamphleteer.”
Gaspard Fagel answered hastily—
“It was, of course, malicious folly.”
“There were many who believed in it, therefore I was forced to reply.”
“Their Noble Mightinesses declare there is no truth in the charges.”
“I am glad they do me that justice,” said John de Witt simply.
Gaspard Fagel frowned.
“But I am obliged to add, Mynheer, that what Their Noble Mightinesses say carries no weight now whatever—and I fear these charges against you are as eagerly believed as ever.”
“They must be refuted,” replied the Grand Pensionary with energy. “I will not have these hideous stains upon my name.”