Now, there was a day wherein this old gentleman, Mr. Carnal-Security, did again make a feast for the town of Mansoul; and there was at that time in the town one Mr. Godly-Fear, one now but little set by, though formerly one of great request.  This man, old Carnal-Security, had a mind, if possible, to gull, and debauch, and abuse, as he did the rest, and therefore he now bids him to the feast with his neighbours.  So the day being come, they prepare, and he goes and appears with the rest of the guests; and being all set at the table, they did eat and drink, and were merry, even all but this one man:  for Mr. Godly-Fear sat like a stranger, and did neither eat nor was merry.  The which, when Mr. Carnal-Security perceived, he presently addressed himself in a speech thus to him:-

’Mr. Godly-Fear, are you not well?  You seem to be ill of body or mind, or both.  I have a cordial of Mr. Forget-Good’s making, the which, sir, if you will take a dram of, I hope it may make you bonny and blithe, and so make you more fit for us, feasting companions.’

Unto whom the good old gentleman discreetly replied, ’Sir, I thank you for all things courteous and civil; but for your cordial I have no list thereto.  But a word to the natives of Mansoul:  You, the elders and chief of Mansoul, to me it is strange to see you so jocund and merry, when the town of Mansoul is in such woeful case.’

Then said Mr. Carnal-Security, ’You want sleep, good air, I doubt.  If you please, lie down, and take a nap, and we meanwhile will be merry.’

Then said the good man as follows:  ’Sir, if you were not destitute of an honest heart, you could not do as you have done and do.’

Then said Mr. Carnal-Security, ‘Why?’

Godly.  Nay, pray interrupt me not.  It is true the town of Mansoul was strong, and, with a proviso, impregnable; but you, the townsmen, have weakened it, and it now lies obnoxious to its foes.  Nor is it a time to flatter, or be silent; it is you, Mr. Carnal-Security, that have wilily stripped Mansoul, and driven her glory from her; you have pulled down her towers, you have broken down her gates, you have spoiled her locks and bars.

And now, to explain myself:  from that time that my lords of Mansoul, and you, sir, grew so great, from that time the Strength of Mansoul has been offended, and now he is arisen and is gone.  If any shall question the truth of my words, I will answer him by this, and suchlike questions.  ’Where is the Prince Emmanuel?  When did a man or woman in Mansoul see him?  When did you hear from him, or taste any of his dainty bits?’ You are now a feasting with this Diabolonian monster, but he is not your Prince.  I say, therefore, though enemies from without, had you taken heed, could not have made a prey of you, yet since you have sinned against your Prince, your enemies within have been too hard for you.