And thus Mr. Belief (for he was the foreman) began:  ‘Gentlemen,’ quoth he, ’for the men, the prisoners at the bar, for my part I believe that they all deserve death.’  ‘Very right,’ said Mr. True-Heart; ‘I am wholly of your opinion.’  ‘Oh what a mercy is it,’ said Mr. Hate-Bad, ‘that such villains as these are apprehended!’ ‘Ay! ay!’ said Mr. Love-God, ’this is one of the joyfullest days that ever I saw in my life.’  Then said Mr. See-Truth, ’I know that if we judge them to death, our verdict shall stand before Shaddai himself’ ‘Nor do I at all question it,’ said Mr. Heavenly-Mind; he said, moreover, ’When all such beasts as these are cast out of Mansoul, what a goodly town will it be then!’ ‘Then,’ said Mr. Moderate, ’it is not my manner to pass my judgment with rashness; but for these their crimes are so notorious, and the witness so palpable, that that man must be wilfully blind who saith the prisoners ought not to die.’  ‘Blessed be God,’ said Mr. Thankful, ‘that the traitors are in safe custody.’  ’And I join with you in this upon my bare knees,’ said Mr. Humble.  ‘I am glad also,’ said Mr. Good-Work.  Then said the warm man, and true-hearted Mr. Zeal-for-God, ’Cut them off; they have been the plague, and have sought the destruction of Mansoul.’

Thus, therefore, being all agreed in their verdict, they come instantly into the Court.

Clerk.  Gentlemen of the jury, answer all to your names:  Mr. Belief, one; Mr. True-Heart, two; Mr. Upright, three; Mr. Hate-Bad, four; Mr. Love-God, five; Mr. See-Truth, six; Mr. Heavenly-mind, seven; Mr. Moderate, eight; Mr. Thankful, nine; Mr. Humble, ten; Mr. Good-Work, eleven; and Mr. Zeal-for-God, twelve.  Good men and true, stand together in your verdict:  are you all agreed?

Jury.  Yes, my lord.

Clerk.  Who shall speak for you?

Jury.  Our foreman.

Clerk.  You, the gentlemen of the jury, being empannelled for our Lord the King, to serve here in a matter of life and death, have heard the trials of each of these men, the prisoners at the bar:  what say you? are they guilty of that, and those crimes for which they stand here indicted, or are they not guilty?

Foreman.  Guilty, my lord.

Clerk.  Look to your prisoners, gaoler.

This was done in the morning, and in the afternoon they received the sentence of death according to the law.

The gaoler, therefore, having received such a charge, put them all in the inward prison, to preserve them there till the day of execution, which was to be the next day in the morning.

But now to see how it happened, one of the prisoners, Incredulity by name, in the interim betwixt the sentence and the time of execution, brake prison and made his escape, and gets him away quite out of the town of Mansoul, and lay lurking in such places and holes as he might, until he should again have opportunity to do the town of Mansoul a mischief for their thus handling of him as they did.