Then went the jury out, whose names were Mr. Blindman, Mr. No-good, Mr. Malice, Mr. Lovelust, Mr. Liveloose, Mr. Heady, Mr. High-mind, Mr. Enmity, Mr. Liar, Mr. Cruelty, Mr. Hatelight, and Mr. Implacable; who everyone gave in his private verdict against him among themselves, and afterward unanimously concluded to bring him in guilty before the judge.  And first among themselves, Mr. Blindman, the foreman, said, I see clearly that this man is a heretic.  Then said Mr. No-good, Away with such a fellow from the earth.  Ay, said Mr. Malice, for I hate the very looks of him.  Then said Mr. Lovelust, I could never endure him.  Nor I, said Mr. Liveloose, for he would always be condemning my way.  Hang him, hang him, said Mr. Heady.  A sorry scrub, said Mr. High-mind.  My heart riseth against him, said Mr. Enmity.  He is a rogue, said Mr. Liar.  Hanging is too good for him, said Mr. Cruelty.  Let us despatch him out of the way, said Mr. Hatelight.  Then said Mr. Implacable, Might I have all the world given me, I could not be reconciled to him; therefore, let us forthwith bring him in guilty of death.

And so they did; therefore he was presently condemned to be had from the place where he was, to the place from whence he came, and there to be put to the most cruel death that could be invented.

They, therefore, brought him out, to do with him according to their law:  and first they scourged him, then they buffeted him, then they lanced his flesh with knives; after that they stoned him with stones; then pricked him with their swords; and last of all, they burned him to ashes at the stake.  Thus came Faithful to his end.

Now I saw that there stood behind the multitude a chariot and a couple of horses, waiting for Faithful, who, so soon as his adversaries had despatched him, was taken up into it, and straightway was carried up through the clouds with sound of trumpet, the nearest way to the celestial gate.

But as for Christian, he had some respite, and was remanded back to prison; so he there remained for a space.  But he who overrules all things, having the power of their rage in his own hand, so wrought it about, that Christian for that time escaped them, and went his way.

And as he went he sang, saying: 

  Well, Faithful, thou hast faithfully profest
  Unto thy Lord, with whom thou shall be blest,
  When faithless ones, with all their vain delights,
  Are crying out under their hellish plights;
  Sing, Faithful, sing, and let thy name survive,
  For though they killed thee, thou art yet alive.

Now I saw in my dream that Christian went not forth alone; for there was one whose name was Hopeful—­being so made by the beholding of Christian and Faithful in their words and behavior, in their sufferings at the fair—­who joined himself unto him, and entering into a brotherly covenant, told him that he would be his companion.  Thus one died to bear testimony to the truth, and another rises out of his ashes to be a companion with Christian in his pilgrimage.  This Hopeful also told Christian, that there were many more of the men in the fair that would take their time and follow after.