Simeon was used to testifying. He did it himself. But the man was right – too often, it was dreamers who did it, who knew not how to do more than recount their dreams. Yet here was a man who did do more. Had done more – in Ireland in recent years. In London two days ago. A man willing not just to talk but to act. ‘Amen, brother,’ he said. ‘I am one with you for that. Reasoned plans require time spent upon ’em.’
‘They do.’
‘You speak of a time foretold. Has God not set down certain times in his books of prophecy?’
‘He has. You know he has. This year –’
‘Is 1666. Praise him!’
‘Praise him indeed.’ Both men nodded, caught up in it now.
‘And 666 is the number of the Beast.’
‘Aye, the fourth beast. The fourth kingdom upon the earth. The one spoken of in Daniel, in Revelation – destroyed t
