"And religion. I think the moon was at the full, and Michael was as near crazed as possible. He uttered strange blasphemy in his Antinomian fashion."
"Excuse me, but I think you must have been nearly as mad as he, to sit listening to him."
"There is a wild interest in his ravings. The man would be half a poet, if he were not wholly a maniac; and perhaps a prophet, if he were not a profligate. He solemnly informed me that hell was foreordained my inevitable portion; that he read the mark of the beast on my brow; that I had been an outcast from the beginning. God's vengeance, he said, was preparing for me, and affirmed that in a vision of the night he had beheld the manner and the instrument of my doom. I wanted to know further, but he left me with these words, 'The end is not yet.'"
"Have you ever seen him since?"

 and religion. Michael was near crazed, but there was a wild interest in his ravings. The man would be half a poet, if he were not wholly a maniac. He solemnly informed me that hell was waiting for me, and that he read the mark of the beast on my brow. He said he had beheld the manner of my doom, and left me with these words, 'The end is not yet.'"
"Have you seen him since?"
