But how did Mansoul
tremble! it now looked for nothing but forthwith to be swallowed
up.
When this drummer had beaten for a parley, he made this speech to
Mansoul: 'My master has bid me tell you, that if you will
willingly submit, you shall have the good of the earth; but if you
shall be stubborn, he is resolved to take you by force.' But by
that the fugitive had done beating his drum, the people of Mansoul
had betaken themselves to the captains that were in the castle, so
that there was none to regard, nor to give this drummer an answer;
so he proceeded no further that night, but returned again to his
master to the camp.
When Diabolus saw that by drumming he could not work out Mansoul to
his will, the next night he sendeth his drummer without his drum,
still to let the townsmen know that he had a mind to parley with
them. But when all came to all, his parley was turned into a
summons to the town to deliver up themselves: but they gave him
neither heed nor hearing: for they remembered what at first it
cost them to hear him a few words.
The next night he sends again, and then who should be his messenger
to Mansoul but the terrible Captain Sepulchre; so Captain Sepulchre
came up to the walls of Mansoul, and made this oration to the
town:-
'O ye inhabitants of the rebellious town of Mansoul! I summon you
in the name of the Prince Diabolus, that, without any more ado, you
set open the gates of your town, and admit the great lord to come
in.
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