Calvert,
whom I thought so like a fiend. If a demon could inherit flesh and
blood, that youth is precisely such a being as I could conceive
that demon to be. The depth and the malignity of his eye is
hideous. His breath is like the airs from a charnel house, and his
flesh seems fading from his bones, as if the worm that never dies
were gnawing it away already."
"He was always repulsive, and every way repulsive," said the
other, "but be is now indeed altered greatly to the worse. While
we were hand-fasting him, I felt his body to be feeble and
emaciated; but yet I know him to be so puffed up with spiritual
pride that I believe he weens every one of his actions justified
before God, and, instead of having stings of conscience for these,
he takes great merit to himself in having effected them. Still my
thoughts are less about him than the extraordinary being who
accompanies him. He does everything with so much ease and
indifference, so much velocity and effect, that all bespeak him an
adept in wickedness. The likeness to my late hapless young
master is so striking that I can hardly believe it to be a chance
model; and I think he imitates him in everything, for some
purpose or some effect on his sinful associate.
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