text:  And for what do I bear it? What honour or profit shall I reap on my patience? What thanks derive for having wasted my best days and best energies in bruising with my iron heel the head of the serpent of heresy? Why even that Philip for some toy of a mass neglected or an ave forgotten will perchance give me over to the tender questioning of his grand inquisitor as the shortest possible answer to my pretensions to a crown --while the arrogant nobility of Spain when roused from their apathy towards me by tidings of another Lepanto a fresh Tunis will exclaim with modified gratification--'_There_ spoke the blood of Charles the Fifth! Not so ill fought for a bastard!'" Perceiving that the feelings of his highness were chafed the courtier as in vocation bound assured him he underrated the loyalty towards him of his fellow countrymen of the Peninsula; and that his services as governor of the Low Countries were fully appreciated