time shall come, you will have this laid to your charge, that you
are a thief and so you will not get in.

Ignorance.--Well, since I know you not; you keep to your own
creed, and I will keep to mine, and I hope all will be well. And
as for the gate that you talk of, all the world knows that it is
far from our land, and I do not think that there is a man in all
our parts who does so much as know the way to it, and I see not
what need there is that he should, since we have, as you see, a
fine green lane at the next turn that comes down from our part of
the world.

Christian said in a low tone of voice to Hopeful: There is more
hope of a fool than of him.

Hopeful.--Let us pass on if you will, and talk to him by and by,
when, may be, he can bear it.

So they went on, and Ignorance trod in their steps a short way
from them, till they saw a road branch off from the one they were
in, and they knew not which of the two to take.

As they stood to think of it, a man whose skin was black, but who
was clad in a white robe, came to them and said: Why do you stand
here? They told him that they were on their way to The Celestial
City, but knew not which of the two roads to take.

Come with me, then, said the man, for it is there that I mean to
go.