_Gent._ See him! See the Devil! art thou sure of it, _Thomas_?
_Tho._ Yes, yes, I am sure enough of it, _Master_; to be sure 'twas the _Devil_.
_Gent._ And how do you know 'twas the _Devil_, _Thomas_? had you ever seen the _Devil_ before?
_Tho._ No, no, I had never seen him before, _to be sure_; but, for all that, I know 'twas the _Devil_.
_Gent._ Well, if you're sure, _Thomas_, there's no contradicting you; pray what clothes had he on?
_Tho._ Nay, Sir, don't jest with me, he had no clothes on, he was clothed with fire and brimstone.
_Gent._ Was it dark or day light when you saw him?
_Tho._ O! it was very dark, for it was midnight.
_Gent._ How could you see him then? did you see by the light of the fire you speak of?
_Tho._ No, no, he gave no light himself; but I saw him, for all that.
_Gent._ But was it within doors, or out in the street?
_Tho._ It was within, it was in my own Chamber, when I was just going into bed, that I saw him.
_Gent._ Well then, you had a candle, hadn't you?
_Tho._ Yes, I had a candle, but it burnt as blue! and as dim!
_Gent._ Well, but if the Devil was clothed with fire and brimstone, he must give you some light, there can't be such a fire as you speak of, but it must give a light with it.
_Tho._ _No, no_, He gave no light, but I smelt his fire and brimstone; he left a smell of it behind him, when he was gone.
_Gent._ Well, so you say he had fire, but gave no light, it was a devilish fire indeed; did it feel warm? was the room hot while he was in it?
_Tho._ No, no, but I was hot enough without it, for it put me into a great sweat with the fright.
_Gent._ Very well, he was all in fire, you say, but without light or heat, only, it seems, he stunk of brimstone; pray what shapes was he in, what was he like; for you say you saw him?
_Tho._ O! Sir, I saw two great staring saucer eyes, enough to fright any body out of their wits.
_Tho._ No, I saw his _cloven-foot_ very plain, 'twas as big as one of our bullocks that goes to plow.
_Gent._ So you saw none of his body, but his eyes and his feet? a fine vision indeed!
_Tho._ Sir, that was enough to send me going.
_Gent._ Going! what did you run away from him?
_Tho._ No, but I fled into bed at one jump, and sunk down and pull'd the bed-clothes quite over me.