Chr. 'Twas well for you, I am ſure it fared far otherwiſe with me.' I had for a long ſeaſon, as ſoon almoſt as I entred into that Valley, a dreadful Combat with that foul Fiend
Apollyon: Yea, I thought verily he would have killed me; eſpecially when he got me down, and cruſht me under him, as if he would have cruſht me to pieces. For as he threw me, my Sword flew out of my hand; nay he told me, He was ſure of me: but I cried to God, and he heard me, and delivered me out of all my troubles. Then I entred into the Valley of the ſhadow of death, and had no light for almoſt half the way through it. I thought I mould a been killed there, over, and over; But at laſt, day brake, and the Sun riſe, and I went through that which was behind with far more eaſe and quiet
Moreover, I ſaw in my Dream, that as they went on, Faithful, as he chanced to look on one ſide, faw a Man whoſe name is Talkative, walking at a diſtance beſides them, (for in this place, there was room enough Talkative for them all to walk) Talkative deſcribed He was a tall Man, and ſomthing more comely at a
