So did they weep and pray. And as the path was now more smooth, they went straight on.
Mercy:—To be here is not so sweet as it was at The Gate, or at Mr. Interpreter's, or at the good house where we were last.
Oh, said one of the boys, it is not so bad to go through this place as it is to dwell here for all time; for aught I know we have to go this way that our last home may seem to us the more blest.
Great-heart:—Well said, Samuel; thou dost now speak like a man.
Samuel:—Why, if I do in truth get out of this place, I think I shall prize that which is light and good more than I have done all my life.
Great-heart:—We shall be out by and by.
So on they went.
Joseph:—Can we not see to the end of this vale yet?
Great-heart:—Look to your feet, for you will soon be where the snares are.
So they took good heed.