142 THE PILGRIM’S PROGRESS. Hope. But it must needs be a comfort to him that they got not his jewels from him. Curis. It might have been great comfort to him, had he used it as he should ; but. they that told me the story said, that he made but little use of it all the rest of the way, and that because of the dismay that he had in their taking away his money. Indeed, he forgot it a great part of the rest of his journey ; and besides, when at any time it came into his mind, and he began to be comforted therewith, then would fresh thoughts of his loss come again upon him, and those thoughts would swallow up all. Horr. Alas, poor man! this could not but be a great grief unto him. Curis. Grief! ay, a grief indeed. Would it not have been so to any of us, had we been used as he, to be robbed and wounded too, and that in a strange place, as he was? It is a wonder he did not die with grief, poor heart! I was told that he scattered almost all the rest of the way with nothing but doleful and bitter complaints ; telling also to all that overtook him, or that he overtook in the way as he went, where he was robbed, and how; who they were that did it, and what he had lost; how he was wounded, and that he hardly escaped with life. Horr. But it is a wonder that his necessities did not put him upon selling or pawn- ing some of his jewels, that he might have wherewith to relieve himself in his journey. Currs. Thou talkest like one upon whose head is the shell to this very day. For what should he pawn them, or to whom should he sell them? In all that country where he was robbed, his jewels were not accounted of; nor did he want that relief which could from thence be administered to him. Besides, had his jewels been miss- ing at the gate of the Celestial City, he had (and that he knew well enough) been excluded from an inheritance there; and that would have been worse to him than the appearance and villany of ten thousand thieves. Horr. Why art thou so tart, my brother? Esau sold his birthright, and that for a mess of pottage, and that birthright was his greatest jewel; and if he, why might not Little-Faith do so too? Curis. Esau did sell his birthright indeed; and so do many besides, and, by so doing, exclude themselves from the chief blessing, as also that caitiff did. But you must put a difference betwixt Esau and Little-Faith, and also betwixt their estates, Esau’s birthright was typical ; but Little-Faith’s jewels were not so. Esau’s belly was his god; but Little-Faith’s belly was not so. Esau’s want lay in his fleshly appetite; Little-Faith’s did not so. Besides, Esau could see no further than to the fulfilling of his lusts: “For I am at the point to die,” said he; “and what good will this birthright do me?”™ But Little-Faith, though it was his lot to have but little faith, was by his little faith kept from such extravagances, and made to see and prize his jewels more