And it fortuned as he spake those thinges, a certayne woman of the companye lyft vp her voyce, and sayde vnto hym: Happy is the wombe that bare the, and the pappes whiche gaue the sucke.
Then goeth he and taketh to him seuen other spirites worse then hym selfe: and they enter in, and dwell there. And the ende of that man, is worsse then the begynnynge.