then saw Evangelist come to meet him; though at the sight of him
he felt a deep blush on his face for shame. So Evangelist drew
near, and when he came up to him, he said, with a sad look; What
dost thou here, Christian?

To these words Christian knew not what to say, so he stood quite
mute. Then Evangelist went on thus: Art not thou the man that I
heard cry in The City of Destruction?

Christian.--Yes, dear Sir, I am the man.

Evangelist.--Did not I point out to thee the way to the Wicket
Gate?

Christian.--Yes, you did, Sir.

Evangelist.--How is it, then, that thou hast so soon gone out of
the way?

Christian.--When I had got out of the Slough of Despond I met a
man who told me that in a town near, I might find one who could
take off my load.

Evangelist.--What was he?

Christian.--He had fair looks, and said much to me, and got me at
last to yield; so I came here. But when I saw this hill, and how
steep it was, I made a stand, lest it should fall on my head.

Evangelist.--What said the man to thee?