"Yes! yes!" said Mr. Malice. "Away with him. I hate the very looks of him."
"I never could endure him," said Mr. Lovelust.
"Nor I, for he was always talking against my ways," said Mr. Liveloose.
"Hang him, hang him!" said Mr. Heady.
"He's a sorry scrub," said Mr. Highmind.
"My heart riseth against him," said Mr. Enmity.
"He is a rogue," said Mr. Liar.
"Hanging is too good for him," said Mr. Cruelty.
"Let us hasten to put him out of the way," said Mr. Hatelight.
"Yes, let us forthwith sentence him to death," said Mr. Implacable.
And so they did.
And the judge presently condemned him to be led from the place and put to the most cruel death that could be invented.
They therefore brought him out to do with him according to their law. They scourged him; they beat him with their fists; they stoned him with stones; and, last of all, they burned him to ashes at the stake.
Thus came Faithful to his end.
But, behold, there came a chariot with horses; and
