"The Devil has broken his neck and carried him off to hell," cried they ferociously.

"Nevertheless, that shall not prevent him from being hung and quartered." This decree of impotent vengeance was accordingly executed.

The son of Kopp, however, Nanning Koppezoon, was a man in the full vigor of his years.

He bore with perfect fortitude a series of incredible tortures, after which, with his body singed from head to heel, and his feet almost entirely flayed, he was left for six weeks to crawl about his dungeon on his knees.

He was then brought back to the torture-room, and again stretched upon the rack, while a large earthen vessel, made for the purpose, was placed, inverted, upon his naked body.