he hath been heard to rail on you, my lord, who are now his
judge.

Then said the Judge to Faithful: Thou base man! Hast though heard
what these folk have said of thee?

Faithful.--May I speak a few words in my own cause?

Judge.--Thy just doom would be to die on the spot; still, let us
hear what thou hast to say.

Faithful.--I say, then, to Mr. Envy, that all laws and modes of
life in which men heed not the Word of God are full of sin. As to
the charge of Mr. Superstition, I would urge that nought can save
us if we do not the will of God. To Mr. Pick-thank, I say that
men should flee from the Prince of this town and his friends, as
from the wrath to come and so, I pray the Lord to help me.

Then the Judge, to sum up the case, spoke thus: You see this man
who has made such a stir in our town. You have heard what these
good men have said of him, which he owns to be true. It rests now
to you to save his life or hang him.

The twelve men who had Faithful's life in their hands spoke in a
low tone thus: This man is full of schisms, said Mr. Blind-man.
Out of the world with him, said Mr. No-good. I hate the mere look
of him, said Mr. Malice. From the first I could not bear him,
said Mr. Love-ease. Nor I, for he would be sure to blame my ways,
said Mr. Live-loose. Hang him, hang him! said Mr. Heady. A low
wretch! said Mr. High-mind. I long to crush him, said Mr. Enmity.