But to return
to our story again.
When Diabolus saw himself thus boldly confronted by the Lord Mayor,
and perceived the stoutness of Mr. Godly-Fear, he fell into a rage,
and forthwith called a council of war, that he might be revenged on
Mansoul. So all the princes of the pit came together, and old
Incredulity at the head of them, with all the captains of his army.
So they consult what to do. Now the effect and conclusion of the
council that day was how they might take the castle, because they
could not conclude themselves masters of the town so long as that
was in the possession of their enemies.
So one advised this way, and another advised that; but when they
could not agree in their verdict, Apollyon, that president of the
council, stood up, and thus he began: 'My brotherhood,' quoth he,
'I have two things to propound unto you; and my first is this. Let
us withdraw ourselves from the town into the plain again, for our
presence here will do us no good, because the castle is yet in our
enemies' hands; nor is it possible that we should take that, so
long as so many brave captains are in it, and that this bold
fellow, Godly-Fear, is made the keeper of the gates of it.
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