So I saw in my dream that the man did run. Now he had not run far from his own door, but his wife and bairns saw it, and in a loud voice they strove to get him to come back; but the man put the tips of his thumbs in his ears and ran on.
His friends also came out, and some bade him haste back. Of those who did so, there were two that sought to fetch him back by force. The name of the one was Obstinate; and the name of the next, Pliable. Now by this time the man was a good way off; but they went in quest of him, and in a short time came up with him. Then said he, "Friends, for what are ye come?" Quoth they, "To urge you to go back with us": but he said, "That can by no means be. You dwell in the City of Destruction: and when you die there, you will sink down to a place that burns with fire. Take heed, good friends, and go with me."
OBSTINATE GOES BACK TO THE CITY OF DESTRUCTION.
"What!" said Obstinate, "and leave our friends and all that brings us joy and ease?"
"Yes," said Christian (for that was his name); "I seek a life that fades not. Read it so, if you will, in my book."
"Tush!" said Obstinate, "I heed not your book: will you go back with us or no?"
"No, not I," said Christian.