Always meant to run away someday.
The windows were wide open,
The children helped each other as much as they could.
The little pilgrims lay down side by side and slept quietly until the morning.
James and Joseph held each other by the hand
It is very wrong of you, Christiana, to think of leaving them.
Great Heart went boldly forward,
Christian could not help smiling,
You must keep them as tidy as you can,
You know what I mean, answered
Hopeful kept close to him,
He will be sure to give us rest soon.
Met him the day after,
This is not the way to the City!
I wish we had not followed him! Let us run away.
I am glad I have caught up with you,
What is he collecting them for?
The tears came into Christiana’s eyes,
It is no use wasting our time,
His mother was standing before him,