and fury against the old gentleman. Yea, the rascal crew at some
times would be for destroying him. They have often wished, in my
hearing, that he had lived a thousand miles off from them: his
company, his words, yea, the sight of him, and specially when they
remembered how in old times he did use to threaten and condemn
them, (for all he was now so debauched,) did terrify and afflict
them sore.

But all wishes were vain, for I do not know how, unless by the
power of Shaddai, and his wisdom, he was preserved in being amongst
them. Besides, his house was as strong as a castle, and stood hard
by a stronghold of the town: moreover, if at any time any of the
crew or rabble attempted to make him away, he could pull up the
sluices, and let in such floods as would drown all round about him.

But to leave Mr. Recorder, and to come to my Lord Willbewill,
another of the gentry of the famous town of Mansoul. This
Willbewill was as high-born as any man in Mansoul, and was as much,
if not more, a freeholder than many of them were; besides, if I
remember my tale aright, he had some privileges peculiar to himself
in the famous town of Mansoul. Now, together with these, he was a
man of great strength, resolution, and courage, nor in his occasion
could any turn him away. But I say, whether he was proud of his
estate, privileges, strength, or what, (but sure it was through
pride of something,) he scorns now to be a slave in Mansoul; and
therefore resolves to bear office under Diabolus, that he might
(such an one as he was) be a petty ruler and governor in Mansoul.
And, headstrong man that he was! thus he began betimes; for this
man, when Diabolus did make his oration at Ear-gate, was one of the
first that was for consenting to his words, and for accepting his