dark, how should I fly from them? I see now the cause of all
those fears that drove Mistrust and Timorous back.

Still Christian went on, and while he thought thus on this sad
lot he cast up his eyes and saw a great house in front of him,
the name of which was Beautiful, and it stood just by the side of
the high road. So he made haste and went on in the hope that he
could rest there a while. The name of the man who kept the lodge
of that house was Watchful, and when he saw that Christian made a
halt as if he would go back, he came out to him and said: Is thy
strength so small? Fear not the two wild beasts, for they are
bound by chains, and are put here to try the faith of those that
have it, and to find out those that have none. Keep in the midst
of the path and no harm shall come to thee.

Then I saw, in my dream, that still he went on in great dread of
the wild beasts; he heard them roar, yet they did him no harm;
but when he had gone by them he went on with joy, till he came
and stood in front of the lodge where Watchful dwelt.

Christian.--Sir, what house is this? May I rest here to night?

Watchful.--This house was built by the Lord of the Hill to give
aid to those who climb up it for the good cause. Tell me, whence
come you?

Christian.--I am come from the Town of Destruction, and am on my
way to Mount Zion; but the day is far spent, and I would, with
your leave, pass the night here.