He still persisted in preaching; but, that he might preach, he was under the necessity of disguising himself like a carter.

He was often introduced into meetings through back doors, with a smock frock on his back, and a whip in his hand.

If he had thought only of his own ease and safety, he would have hailed the Indulgence with delight.

He was now, at length, free to pray and exhort in open day.

His congregation rapidly increased, thousands hung upon his words; and at Bedford, where he ordinarily resided, money was plentifully contributed to build a meeting house for him.