Then said _Christian_ to the _Interpreter_, But are there no hopes for such a man as this? Ask him, said the _Interpreter_. CHR. Then said _Christian_, Is there no hope, but you must be kept in the Iron Cage of Despair? MAN. No, none at all. CHR. Why? The Son of the Blessed is very pitiful. MAN. I have crucified him to myself afresh, I have despised his Person, I have despised his Righteousness, I have counted his Blood an unholy thing; I have done despite to the Spirit of Grace: Therefore I have shut myself out of all the Promises, and there now remains to me nothing but threatnings, dreadful threatnings, fearful threatnings of certain Judgment and fiery Indignation, which shall devour me as an Adversary. CHR. For what did you bring yourself into this condition? MAN. For the Lusts, Pleasures, and Profits of this World; in the enjoyment of which I did then promise myself much delight; but now every one of those things also bite me, and gnaw me like a burning worm. CHR. But canst thou not now repent and turn? MAN. God hath denied me repentance: his Word gives me no encouragement to believe; yea, himself hath shut me up in this Iron Cage; nor can all the men in the world let me out. O Eternity! Eternity! how shall I grapple with the misery that I must meet with in Eternity! INTER. Then said the _Interpreter_ to _Christian_, Let this man's misery be remembered by thee, and be an everlasting caution to thee. CHR. Well, said _Christian_, this is fearful; God help me to watch and be sober, and to pray that I may shun the cause of this man's misery. Sir, is it not time for me to go on my way now? INTER. Tarry till I shall shew thee one thing more, and then thou shalt go thy way.