Ignor. I take my pleasure in walking alone, even more a great deal than in company, unless I like it the better. 482

Then said Christian to Hopeful (but softly), Did I not tell you he cared not for our company? But, however, said he, come up, and let us talk away the time in this solitary place. Then, directing his speech to Ignorance, he said, Come, how do you? How stands it between God and your soul now?

Ignor. I hope well; for I am always full of good motions, that come into my mind, to comfort me as I walk. 483

Chr. What good motions? pray, tell us.

Ignor. Why, I think of God and Heaven.