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another honour: when they go together, they are Heaven's champions; when not, they are enemies, and fight. The arch-fiend found his way into the camp, and, for a little, plucked the true hearts to his side; bought honour in, and the great seal upon the sweet bond of liberty stickled no longer for the point. Nay, less than coy, gave up at once, like a hot maid. Come, come, I will be plain. Thy officers (the devil burn them!) said to thy men (fierce fire consume them!), 'The king hath sent us gold, would fain be friends, and bring us to peace; hath sent us laws, signed by his proper hand, grants of land, and measures of corn in the hard season. Show this camp your shoulders; go, break your swords, or bend them into hooks; fall on your knees, and when our captain comes, I'll give him to the king to make you friends.' By heaven! these tall fellows all gave up at a wink, a nod, and murdered precious liberty down in the dirt. But why do you weep? All piping? Captain, where's your tough heart now?—I'll lend my handkerchief; be quick, for 'tis in use. Aye, the devil, gold, and want of honour did it.—Damned be they all!" After a long pause, Christian said, "World! world! O world!"—and, looking on his fellows, asked why they were there: He who had spoken, re-