wise.

At this Christian gave a start, and sped on his way, and went at
a quick pace.

When he had got near to the top of the hill, two men ran up to
meet him, whose names were Timorous and Mistrust, to whom
Christian said, Sirs, what ails you? You run the wrong way.

Timorous said that Zion was the hill they meant to climb, but
that when they had got half way they found that they met with
more and more risk, so that great fear came on them, and all they
could do was to turn back.

Yes, said Mistrust, for just in front of us there lay two beasts
of prey in our path; we knew not if they slept or not, but we
thought that they would fall on us and tear our limbs.

Christian.--You rouse my fears. Where must I fly to be safe? If I
go back to my on town (Destruction) I am sure to lose my life,
but if I can get to The Celestial City, there shall I be safe. To
turn back is death; to go on is fear of death, but when I come
there, a life of bliss that knows no end. I will go on yet.

So Mistrust and Timorous ran down the hill and Christian went on
his way. Yet he thought once more of what he had heard from the
men, and then he felt in his cloak for his scroll, that he might
read it and find some peace. He felt for it but found it not.
Then was Christian in great grief, and knew not what to do for
the want of that which was to be his pass to The Celestial City.