The apparition made no answer.
"Nay, then; tell it me," the Christian urged.

But the other shrank away from him, while distrust collected in his eyes.
"I fear thee; the evil man fears the good one, even more than the good man fears the evil one.

I will not tell thee." "But thou hast thy bread from this Hesper; thou hast thy shelter from him.

He will not injure thee." "Injure me! Not with his hands, perhaps.

But he would look at me, he would kill me with his eyes! Thou canst not dream what evil I have done him!" The old Christian looked at him for a time, but with the hopefulness of the spiritually confident.
"Christ spare thee, till thou hast the strength to do right!" he exclaimed.