Miss Church-Member's face was more cheerful and her footsteps more
buoyant than at any time since she left the Valley of Conviction.
Mr. World, observing her favorable condition, complimented her with
these words: "Blessed be the memory of that Hospital, for I can see
that your face is no more covered with the cloud of care that once
robbed you of so many joys. The unkind intruder has drifted away, and
now the light radiates from your every feature. It is also plainly
evident that you are no more tormented by a troubled conscience."
"I am glad that my sufferings have not been in vain," she modestly
declared. "May the new light which you so readily notice in my face
add to the pleasantness of our journey and the profit of our lives."
Their conversation grew more and more pleasant as they passed through
a long stretch of woodland. They could see beyond, them, and in the
rear, the legions that were traveling the same path and in the same
direction.
Emerging from the woodland they saw that their path came again in close
proximity to the King's Highway.
The intervening space between the two paths, called the Wicked Valley,
was all astir with every form of evil as practiced in the world of
sin.
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