Treacherous Fawkes, when you plotted your unspeakable crime against the King and the British nobles, did you — and correct me if I am wrong — wish to seem merciful as if your crime was pious in some wicked way? No doubt you meant to blow them up to the highest circles of heaven in their sulphur chariot with wheels aflame, just like the untouchable man, whom Parcae could not harm, caught up from the banks of the Jordan in a whirlwind.