THE HOUSE OF THE INTERPRETER
THEN I saw in my dream that Christian went on until he came to the house of the Interpreter.
There he knocked again and again; and at last one came to the door and asked who was there.
Christian answered that he was a traveler who was on his way to the Celestial City, and that he wished to see the master of the house.
Then the Interpreter himself came to the door and said, "Come in. I will show you some things that will be helpful to you on your journey."
So Christian went in and stood waiting. Then the Interpreter took a lighted candle and bade him follow into the next room. And there the good man showed the pilgrim wonderful portraits and moving pictures, each one of which taught its lesson of truth.
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