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Updated: July 4, 2025
Military metaphors had taken a powerful hold of our author's imagination even in the Pilgrim's Progress, as his portraits of Greatheart and Valiant-for-truth and other soldiers sufficiently show; while the conflict with Apollyon and the destruction of Doubting Castle are so many sure preludes of the coming Holy War.
There was no contradicting him; Dinah was too weary for discussion in any case. But he had successfully checked her tears at last; he had even in a measure managed to comfort her torn soul. She lay for a space pondering the matter. "I am afraid I am one of those who don't take the trouble," she said at length. "But I shall try to now. Thank you for all your goodness to me, Mr. Greatheart."
Greatheart in the parable," spoke up Ruth, whose eyes had been taking stock of the proposed escort, though he stood in the penumbra and at half the room's length away. "Tatty if my lord permit and Lieutenant Hanmer be willing " She stood up, and with a curtsy to Sir Oliver, swept to the door. Miss Quiney pattered after; and Mr.
Fearing, who is conducting himself more like a chicken than a man around the Interpreter's door. And from that moment till Mr. Fearing shouted "Grace reigns!" as he cleared the last river, never sportsman surely stalked a startled deer so patiently and so skilfully and so successfully as Greatheart circumvented that chicken-hearted pilgrim.
So the guide, Mr. Greatheart, awaked him, and the old gentleman, as he lifted up his eyes, cried out: What's the matter? Who are you? And what is your business here? Come, man, said the guide, be not so hot; here is none but friends! Yet the old man gets up and stands upon his guard, and will know of them what they are."
"How I wish he were here!" she whispered piteously into the darkness. "I shouldn't be afraid of dying if only he were here." She was certain quite certain that had he been there with her, no fear would have reached her. He wore the armour of a strong man, and by it he would have shielded her also. "Oh, dear Mr. Greatheart," she murmured through her numb lips, "I'm sure you know the way to Heaven."
The character of Mr. Greatheart, the guide, is an example. His fighting is, of course, allegorical; but the allegory is not strictly preserved. He delivers a sermon on imputed righteousness to his companions; and, soon after, he gives battle to Giant Grim, who had taken upon him to back the lions.
She looked up to him with reverence, as one of colossal strength who had power with God. But she never dreamed again that golden dream of Greatheart in his shining armour with the light of a great worship in his eyes. That had been a wild flight of presumptuous fancy that never could come true. His was not the only hand to which she clung during those terrible days of fear and suffering.
"Well, it seems a pity, that's all," he said. "Rather a waste too when you come to think of it." Dinah's eyes caught the reflection of his smile. "I shall remember that, Mr. Greatheart," she said. "Forgive me for preaching!" said Scott. She put out a hand to him quickly, spontaneously. "You don't preach and it does me good," she said somewhat incoherently. "Please always say what you like to me!"
She knew that she had only to raise her own voice, and he would be with her, Greatheart of the golden armour, strong and fearless in her defence. Sir Eustace heard that quiet voice also, as one hears the warning of conscience. He slackened his hold upon her, with a quivering, half-shamed laugh. "Only another fortnight," he said, "and I shall have you to myself all day and all night too."
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