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At last, he thought: "I slept in the cave by the side of the hill." So he fell down on his knees to pray that God would give him grace; and then went back to look for his scroll.  But as he went, what tongue can tell the grief of Christian's heart? "Oh, fool that I am!" he said, "to sleep in the daytime; so to give way to the flesh as to use for ease that rest which the Lord of the hill had made for the help of the soul."

The, with tears and sighs, he went back, and with much care looked on this side and on that for his scroll. at length he came near to the cave..."How far might I have been on my way by this time! I am made to tread those steps three times which I should have trod but once. Now I might be lost in the night, for the day is well spent. O, that I had not slept."

Now, by this time he had come to the cave once more, where for a while he sat down and wept; but at last, as he cast a sad glance at the foot of the bench, he saw his scroll, which he caught up with haste, and put in his cloak. Words are too weak to tell the joy of Christian when he had found his scroll.

He laid it up in the breast of his coat, and gave thanks to God. With what a light step did he now climb the hill!

But when he reached the top, the sun went down, and he soon saw that two wild beasts stood in his way.

Still Christian went on...

...he cast up his eyes and saw a great house in front of him, the name of which was Beautiful, and it stood just by the side of the high road. So he made haste and went on in the hope that he could rest there for a while.

The name of the man who kept the lodge of that house was Watchful, and when he saw that Christian stopped as if he would go back, he came out to him and said: "Is thy strength so small? Fear not he two wild bests, for they are bound by chains, and are put here to try the faith of those that have it, and to find out those that have none. Keep in the midst of the path and no harm shall come to you."

Then I saw in my dream, that still he went on in great fear of the wild beasts. He heard them roar, yet they did him no harm; but when he had gone by them he went on with joy, till he came and stood in front of the lodge where Watchful dwelt.

Christian: Sir, what house it this? May I rest here for the night?

Watchful: This house was built by the Lord of the Hill to help those who climb up it for a good cause. Tell me, where do you come from?

Christian: I have come from the City of Destruction, and am going to Mount Zion; but the day is near gone, and I would lie to stay here for the night, if you please.

Watchful: What is your name?

Christian: My name is now Christian, but my name at the first was Graceless...

So Watchful, the porter, rang a bell, at the sound of which came out at the door of the house, a grave and fair maid, named Discretion...

So she ran to the door, and called out Prudence, Piety, and Charity, who after a little more discourse with him, had him into the family...

Piety: Come good Christian, since we have been so loving to you, to receive you in our house this night, let us, if perhaps we may better ourselves thereby, talk with you of all things that have happened to you in your pilgrimage.

Thus they discoursed together till late at night...

In the morn they rose and told Christian that he should not leave till they had shown him all the rare things that were in that place. They took him to the Armory, where they showed him all kinds of things, which the Lord gave for all who seek truth like him; such as sword, shield, headpiece, breast-place, all-prayer, and shoes that would not wear out.

Then they read to him some of the worthy acts that some of his servants had done...

When the morning was up, they had him to the top of the house, and bid him look south; so he did: and behold, at a great distance, he saw a most pleasant mountainous country, beautified with woods, vineyards, fruits of all sorts, flowers also, with springs and fountains, very delectable to behold. (Isa.xxxiii.16,17.) Then he asked the name of the country. They said it was Immanuel's Land; and it is as common, said they, as this hill is, to and for all the pilgrims. And when you reach the place, there you may see the gate of The Celestial City.

Then they gave him a sword and shield, and put on him a coat of mail, which armed him from head to foot, lest he should meet some foe in the way; and they went with him down the hill.

"Of a truth," said Christian, "it is as great a toil to come down the hill as it was to go up."

Prudence: So it is, for it is a hard thing for a man to go down to The Valley of Humiliation, as you do now. For this cause we have come with you to the foot of the hill.

So, though he went down with great care, yet he caught a slip or two.