and was come to bid her make haste to be
gone. The token was an arrow with a point, sharpened with love, let
easily into her heart, which by degrees wrought so effectually with
her, that at the time appointed she must be gone.

When Christiana saw that her time was come, and that she was the first
of this company that was to go over, she called for Mr Great-heart, her
guide, and told him how matters were. So he told her he was heartily
glad of the news, and could a' been glad had the post come for him.
Then she bid that he should give advice how all things should be
prepared for her journey.

So he told her, saying, Thus and thus it must be, and we that survive
will accompany you to the riverside.

Then she called for her children, and gave them her blessing; and told
them that she yet read with comfort the mark that was set in their
foreheads, and was glad to see them with her there, and that they had
kept their garments so white. Lastly, she bequeathed to the poor that
little she had, and commanded her sons and her daughters to be ready
against the messenger should come for them. . . .

{38} Now the day drew on that Christiana must be gone. So the road was
full of people to see her take her journey. But behold, all the banks
beyond the river were full of horses and chariots, which were come down
from above to accompany her to the city-gate. So she came forth, and
entered the river with a beckon of farewell to those that followed her
to the river-side. The last word she was heard to say was, I come,
Lord, to be with thee, and bless thee.

So her children and friends returned to their place, for that those
that waited for Christiana had carried her out of their sight. So she
went and called, and entered in at the gate with all the ceremonies of
joy that her husband Christian had done before her.

At her departure her children wept, but Mr Great-heart and Mr Valiant
played upon the well-tuned cymbal and harp for joy. So all departed to
their respective places. . . .

Then it came to pass, a while after, that there was a post in the town
that inquired for Mr Honest. So he came to his house where he was, and
delivered to his hand these lines: Thou art commanded to be ready
against this day seven-night, to present thyself before thy Lord at His
Father's house. And for a token that my message is true, "all the
daughters of music shall be brought low." Then Mr Honest called for
his friends, and said unto