The sickness also did still greatly rage in Mansoul, both among the
captains and the inhabitants of the town; and their enemies only
were now lively and strong, and likely to become the head, whilst
Mansoul was made the tail.
By this time the letter last mentioned, that was written by the
Diabolonians that yet lurked in the town of Mansoul, was conveyed
to Diabolus in the black den, by the hand of Mr. Profane. He
carried the letter by Hell-Gate Hill as afore, and conveyed it by
Cerberus to his lord.
But when Cerberus and Mr. Profane did meet, they were presently as
great as beggars, and thus they fell into discourse about Mansoul,
and about the project against her.
'Ah! old friend,' quoth Cerberus, 'art thou come to Hell-Gate Hill
again? By St. Mary, I am glad to see thee!'
Prof. Yes, my lord, I am come again about the concerns of the town
of Mansoul.
Cerb. Prithee, tell me what condition is that town of Mansoul in
at present?
Prof. In a brave condition, my lord, for us, and for my lords, the
lords of this place, I trow for they are greatly decayed as to
godliness, and that is as well as our heart can wish; their Lord is
greatly out with them, and that doth also please us well.
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