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Day
after
day
,
as
I
walked
the
streets
of
Vanity
,
my
manners
and
deportment
became
more
and
more
like
those
of
the
inhabitants
.
The
place
began
to
seem
like
home
;
the
idea
of
pursuing
my
travels
to
the
Celestial
City
was
almost
obliterated
from
my
mind
.
I
was
reminded
of
it
,
however
,
by
the
sight
of
the
same
pair
of
simple
pilgrims
at
whom
we
had
laughed
so
heartily
when
Apollyon
puffed
smoke
and
steam
into
their
faces
at
the
commencement
of
our
journey
.
There
they
stood
amidst
the
densest
bustle
of
Vanity
;
the
dealers
offering
them
their
purple
and
fine
linen
and
jewels
,
the
men
of
wit
and
humor
gibing
at
them
,
a
pair
of
buxom
ladies
ogling
them
askance
,
while
the
benevolent
Mr
.
Smooth
-
it
-
away
whispered
some
of
his
wisdom
at
their
elbows
,
and
pointed
to
a
newly
-
erected
temple
;
but
there
were
these
worthy
simpletons
,
making
the
scene
look
wild
and
monstrous
,
merely
by
their
sturdy
repudiation
of
all
part
in
its
business
or
pleasures
.
One
of
them
—
his
name
was
Stick
-
to
-
the
-
right
—
perceived
in
my
face
,
I
suppose
,
a
species
of
sympathy
and
almost
admiration
,
which
,
to
my
own
great
surprise
,
I
could
not
help
feeling
for
this
pragmatic
couple
.
It
prompted
him
to
address
me
.
"
Sir
,
"
inquired
he
,
with
a
sad
,
yet
mild
and
kindly
voice
,
"
do
you
call
yourself
a
pilgrim
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
I
replied
,
"
my
right
to
that
appellation
is
indubitable
.
I
am
merely
a
sojourner
here
in
Vanity
Fair
,
being
bound
to
the
Celestial
City
by
the
new
railroad
.
"
"
Alas
,
friend
,
"
rejoined
Mr
.
Stick
-
to
-
the
-
truth
,
"
I
do
assure
you
,
and
beseech
you
to
receive
the
truth
of
my
words
,
that
that
whole
concern
is
a
bubble
.
You
may
travel
on
it
all
your
lifetime
,
were
you
to
live
thousands
of
years
,
and
yet
never
get
beyond
the
limits
of
Vanity
Fair
.
Yea
,
though
you
should
deem
yourself
entering
the
gates
of
the
blessed
city
,
it
will
be
nothing
but
a
miserable
delusion
.
"
"
The
Lord
of
the
Celestial
City
,
"
began
the
other
pilgrim
,
whose
name
was
Mr
.
Foot
-
it
-
to
-
heaven
,
"
has
refused
,
and
will
ever
refuse
,
to
grant
an
act
of
incorporation
for
this
railroad
;
and
unless
that
be
obtained
,
no
passenger
can
ever
hope
to
enter
his
dominions
.
Wherefore
every
man
who
buys
a
ticket
must
lay
his
account
with
losing
the
purchase
money
,
which
is
the
value
of
his
own
soul
.
"
"
Poh
,
nonsense
!
"
said
Mr
.
Smooth
-
it
-
away
,
taking
my
arm
and
leading
me
off
,
"
these
fellows
ought
to
be
indicted
for
a
libel
.
If
the
law
stood
as
it
once
did
in
Vanity
Fair
we
should
see
them
grinning
through
the
iron
bars
of
the
prison
window
.
"
This
incident
made
a
considerable
impression
on
my
mind
,
and
contributed
with
other
circumstances
to
indispose
me
to
a
permanent
residence
in
the
city
of
Vanity
;
although
,
of
course
,
I
was
not
simple
enough
to
give
up
my
original
plan
of
gliding
along
easily
and
commodiously
by
railroad
.
Still
,
I
grew
anxious
to
be
gone
.
There
was
one
strange
thing
that
troubled
me
.
Amid
the
occupations
or
amusements
of
the
Fair
,
nothing
was
more
common
than
for
a
person
—
whether
at
feast
,
theatre
,
or
church
,
or
trafficking
for
wealth
and
honors
,
or
whatever
he
might
be
doing
,
to
vanish
like
a
soap
bubble
,
and
be
never
more
seen
of
his
fellows
;
and
so
accustomed
were
the
latter
to
such
little
accidents
that
they
went
on
with
their
business
as
quietly
as
if
nothing
had
happened
.
But
it
was
otherwise
with
me
.
