He pressed his face against the pane of the window and gazed out into the darkening street. --Let them leave politics alone, said Mr Casey, or the people may leave their church alone. O, what a dreadful punishment! An eternity of endless agony, of endless bodily and spiritual torment, without one ray of hope, without one moment of cessation, of agony limitless in intensity, of torment infinitely varied, of torture that sustains eternally that which it eternally devours, of anguish that everlastingly preys upon the spirit while it racks the flesh, an eternity, every instant of which is itself an eternity of woe. --This fire before us, said the dean, will be pleasing to the eye.