Christian.--There we shall be with all the saints, in robes so
bright that our eyes will grow dim to look on them. There shall
we meet those who in this world have stood out for the faith, and
have been burnt on the stake, and thrown to wild beasts, for the
love they bore to the Lord. They will not harm us, but will greet
us with love, for they all walk in the sight of God.

Pliable.--But how shall we get to share all this?

Christian.--The Lord of that land saith, if we wish to gain that
world we shall be free to have it.

Pliable.--Well, my good friend, glad am I to hear of these thing:
come on, let us mend our pace.

Christian.--I can not go so fast as I would, for this load on my
back.

Then I saw in my dream that just as they had come to an end of
this talk, they drew near to a slough that was in the midst of
the plain, and as they took no heed, they both fell in. The name
of the slough was Despond. Here they lay for a time in the mud;
and the load that Christian had on his back made him sink all the
more in the mire.

Pliable.--Ah! friend Christian, where are you now?

Christian.--In truth, I do no know.