In this vale nearly every traveler on the Broad Highway tarries
awhile, and many are lured away from the Highway of the King here to
mingle with the servants of Mammon.
Mr. World and his friend paused opposite a cluster of magnificent
buildings with frontage toward the Heavenly Way. Some were used by
vulgar theatricals; some devoted to the sensual dance; some were
occupied by the Devil's maid-servants in prostitution, and many others
were used as haunts of intemperance and personal pollution.
All along the road to perdition at thousands of places stand such
clusters of buildings, each under the command of one of Satan's most
efficient leaders.
"Here," said Mr. World, "let us take a long rest. If you have your
glasses properly adjusted you can see new beauty behind magnificent
walls."
She looked at first doubtfully. "Ah! I never frequented such places
before. I would not as much as look at them."
"I doubt not your word, Miss Church-Member, but remember you are growing
older and wiser. You are no more a narrow-minded creature influenced
by prejudice and sophistry."
She was now in a condition to imagine that much of her earlier
instruction was erroneous.
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