"It seems to portend mischief." "Think of it no more," rejoined the leader, "or regard it as it was--a phantom created by your overheated imagination.

Yon city has sinned so deeply, that it is the will of Heaven it should be destroyed; and it has been put into our hearts by the Supreme Power to undertake the terrible task.

We are the chosen instruments of the divine displeasure.
Everything favours the design--the long-continued dry weather--the strong easterly wind, which will bear the flames into the heart of the city--the want of water, occasioned by the stopping of these pipes, the emptying of the various aqueducts, and the destruction of the Thames water-tower, which we have accomplished.

Everything favours it, I say, and proves that the hand of Heaven directs us.

Yes, London shall fall! We have received our commission from on high, and must execute it, regardless of the consequences.