"Then we who have estates in this country must look to them, lest we be ruined too," he said, with a little smile.
"Your Highness will pursue one way, I another," replied the Cardinal, rising also.
"And both of us will be serving His Majesty," remarked William gravely.
The Cardinal gave him a sidelong look, but the Prince's face was impassive.
"That His Majesty must decide," was the priest's answer. Ever courteous, he now conducted his guest to the gate where his horse and squire waited.
They passed the famous statue inscribed "Durate," a woman with an empty wine-glass in one hand and a full glass of water in the other, by which the Cardinal sought to symbolize the resistance of his own calm fortitude and temperance as opposed to the extravagance and worldliness of his enemies.
He called the Prince's attention to this figure.
"'Durate,' my motto," he remarked, with a meaning smile.
"A brave word," replied William. "I too have a high, aspiring motto." He looked straightly at the priest. "Ce sera Nassau, moi, je maintainerai." With that he mounted and rode back to Brussels, while Granvelle returned thoughtfully across his smooth lawns to his marble table under the chestnut tree. There, leaning back in the pleasant shade, he threw crumbs of bread to the peacocks that came strutting across the grass at his call.