Badmans course, and make alive to the Pilgrims Progress, that is
not in me to determine; this secret is with the Lord our God only,
and he alone knows to whom he will bless it to so good and so
blessed an end. However, I have put fire to the Pan, and doubt not
but the report will quickly be heard.

I told you before, that Mr. Badman had left many of his Friends and
Relations behind him, but if I survive them (as that's a great
question to me) I may also write of their lives: However, whether
my life be longer or shorter, this is my Prayer at present, that
God will stir up Witnesses against them, that may either convert or
confound them; for wherever they live, and roll in their
wickedness, they are the Pest and Plague of that Countrey.

England shakes and totters already, by reason of the burden that
Mr. Badman and his Friends have wickedly laid upon it: Yea, our
Earth reels and staggereth to and fro like a Drunkard, the
transgression thereof is heavy upon it.

Courteous Reader, I will treat thee now, even at the Door and
Threshold of this house, but only with this Intelligence, that Mr.
Badman lies dead within. Be pleased therefore (if thy leisure will
serve thee) to enter in, and behold the state in which he is laid,
betwixt his Death-bed and the Grave. He is not buried as yet, nor
doth he stink, as is designed he shall, before he lies down in
oblivion.

Now as others have had their Funerals solemnized, according to
their Greatness and Grandure in the world, so likewise Mr. Badman,
(forasmuch as he deserveth not to go down to his grave with