"Surely," I said, "that is not the way Christian took?"
"They say," Reverie answered, "the Valley of the Shadow of Death lies
between those hills."
"But Atheist," I said, "_that_ acid little man, did he indeed walk
there alone?"
"I have heard," muttered Superstition, putting out his hand, "'tis
fear only that maketh afraid. Atheist has no fear."
"But what of Cruelty," I said, "and Liveloose?"
"Why," answered Superstition, "Cruelty works cunningest when he is
afraid; and Liveloose never talks about himself. None the less there's
not a tree but casts a shadow. I met once an earnest yet very popular
young gentleman of the name of Science, who explained almost
everything on earth to me so clearly, and patiently, and fatherly, I
thought I should evermore sleep in peace. But we met at noon. Believe
me, sir, I would have followed Christian and his friend Hopeful very
willingly long since; for as for Cruelty and Obstinate and all that
clumsy rabble, I heed them not. Indeed my cousin Mistrust _did_ go,
and as you see returned with a caution; and a poor young school-fellow
of mine, Jack Ignorance, came to an awful end.
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