At Calais he found preparations making for a descent on Kent.  Troops filled the town; transports filled the port.  Boufflers had been ordered to repair thither from Flanders, and to take the command.  James himself was daily expected.  In fact he had already left Saint Germains.  Berwick, however, would not wait.  He took the road to Paris, met his father at Clermont, and made a full report of the state of things in England.  His embassy had failed; the Royalist nobility and gentry seemed resolved not to rise till a French army was in the island; but there was still a hope; news would probably come within a few days that the usurper was no more; and such news would change the whole aspect of affairs.  James determined to go on to Calais, and there to await the event of Barclay’s plot.  Berwick hastened to Versailles for the purpose of giving explanations to Lewis.  What the nature of the explanations was we know from Berwick’s own narrative.  He plainly told the French King that a small band of loyal men would in a short time make an attempt on the life of the great enemy of France.  The next courier might bring tidings of an event which would probably subvert the English government and dissolve the European coalition.  It might have been thought that a prince who ostentatiously affected the character of a devout Christian and of a courteous knight would instantly have taken measures for conveying to his rival a caution which perhaps might still arrive in time, and would have severely reprimanded the guests who had so grossly abused his hospitality.  Such, however, was not the conduct of Lewis.  Had he been asked to give his sanction to a murder he would probably have refused with indignation.  But he was not moved to indignation by learning that, without his sanction, a crime was likely to be committed which would be far more beneficial to his interests than ten such victories as that of Landen.  He sent down orders to Calais that his fleet should be in such readiness as might enable him to take advantage of the great crisis which he anticipated.  At Calais James waited with still more impatience for the signal that his nephew was no more.  That signal was to be given by a fire, of which the fuel was already prepared on the cliffs of Kent, and which would be visible across the straits.665

But a peculiar fate has, in our country, always attended such conspiracies as that of Barclay and Charnock.  The English regard assassination, and have during some ages regarded it, with a loathing peculiar to themselves.  So English indeed is this sentiment that it cannot even now be called Irish, and till a recent period, it was not Scotch.  In Ireland to this day the villain who shoots at his enemy from behind a hedge is too often protected from justice by public sympathy.  In Scotland plans of assassination were often, during the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries, successfully executed, though known to great numbers of persons.  The murders of Beaton, of Rizzio,