All bear the emblems of their cruel deaths, and shake them in the sight of Christ as though appealing to His judgment-seat.

It has been charitably suggested that they intend to supplicate for mercy.

I cannot, however, resist the impression that they are really demanding rigid justice.

S.Bartholomew flourishes his flaying-knife and dripping skin with a glare of menace.

S.Catherine struggles to raise her broken wheel.