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The
challenge
of
Athelstane
was
delivered
with
no
good
grace
;
for
a
large
mouthful
,
which
required
the
exercise
of
both
jaws
at
once
,
added
to
a
natural
hesitation
,
considerably
damped
the
effect
of
the
bold
defiance
it
contained
.
Still
,
however
,
his
speech
was
hailed
by
Cedric
as
an
incontestible
token
of
reviving
spirit
in
his
companion
,
whose
previous
indifference
had
begun
,
notwithstanding
his
respect
for
Athelstane
's
descent
,
to
wear
out
his
patience
.
But
he
now
cordially
shook
hands
with
him
in
token
of
his
approbation
,
and
was
somewhat
grieved
when
Athelstane
observed
,
"
that
he
would
fight
a
dozen
such
men
as
Front-de-Boeuf
,
if
,
by
so
doing
,
he
could
hasten
his
departure
from
a
dungeon
where
they
put
so
much
garlic
into
their
pottage
.
"
Notwithstanding
this
intimation
of
a
relapse
into
the
apathy
of
sensuality
,
Cedric
placed
himself
opposite
to
Athelstane
,
and
soon
showed
,
that
if
the
distresses
of
his
country
could
banish
the
recollection
of
food
while
the
table
was
uncovered
,
yet
no
sooner
were
the
victuals
put
there
,
than
he
proved
that
the
appetite
of
his
Saxon
ancestors
had
descended
to
him
along
with
their
other
qualities
.
The
captives
had
not
long
enjoyed
their
refreshment
,
however
,
ere
their
attention
was
disturbed
even
from
this
most
serious
occupation
by
the
blast
of
a
horn
winded
before
the
gate
.
It
was
repeated
three
times
,
with
as
much
violence
as
if
it
had
been
blown
before
an
enchanted
castle
by
the
destined
knight
,
at
whose
summons
halls
and
towers
,
barbican
and
battlement
,
were
to
roll
off
like
a
morning
vapour
The
Saxons
started
from
the
table
,
and
hastened
to
the
window
.
But
their
curiosity
was
disappointed
;
for
these
outlets
only
looked
upon
the
court
of
the
castle
,
and
the
sound
came
from
beyond
its
precincts
.
The
summons
,
however
,
seemed
of
importance
,
for
a
considerable
degree
of
bustle
instantly
took
place
in
the
castle
.
My
daughter
--
O
my
ducats
--
O
my
daughter
!
--
--
--
--
O
my
Christian
ducats
!
Justice
--
the
Law
--
my
ducats
,
and
my
daughter
!
Merchant
of
Venice
Leaving
the
Saxon
chiefs
to
return
to
their
banquet
as
soon
as
their
ungratified
curiosity
should
permit
them
to
attend
to
the
calls
of
their
half-satiated
appetite
,
we
have
to
look
in
upon
the
yet
more
severe
imprisonment
of
Isaac
of
York
.
The
poor
Jew
had
been
hastily
thrust
into
a
dungeon-vault
of
the
castle
,
the
floor
of
which
was
deep
beneath
the
level
of
the
ground
,
and
very
damp
,
being
lower
than
even
the
moat
itself
.
The
only
light
was
received
through
one
or
two
loop-holes
far
above
the
reach
of
the
captive
's
hand
.
These
apertures
admitted
,
even
at
mid-day
,
only
a
dim
and
uncertain
light
,
which
was
changed
for
utter
darkness
long
before
the
rest
of
the
castle
had
lost
the
blessing
of
day
.
Chains
and
shackles
,
which
had
been
the
portion
of
former
captives
,
from
whom
active
exertions
to
escape
had
been
apprehended
,
hung
rusted
and
empty
on
the
walls
of
the
prison
,
and
in
the
rings
of
one
of
those
sets
of
fetters
there
remained
two
mouldering
bones
,
which
seemed
to
have
been
once
those
of
the
human
leg
,
as
if
some
prisoner
had
been
left
not
only
to
perish
there
,
but
to
be
consumed
to
a
skeleton
.
At
one
end
of
this
ghastly
apartment
was
a
large
fire-grate
,
over
the
top
of
which
were
stretched
some
transverse
iron
bars
,
half
devoured
with
rust
.
The
whole
appearance
of
the
dungeon
might
have
appalled
a
stouter
heart
than
that
of
Isaac
,
who
,
nevertheless
,
was
more
composed
under
the
imminent
pressure
of
danger
,
than
he
had
seemed
to
be
while
affected
by
terrors
,
of
which
the
cause
was
as
yet
remote
and
contingent
.
The
lovers
of
the
chase
say
that
the
hare
feels
more
agony
during
the
pursuit
of
the
greyhounds
,
than
when
she
is
struggling
in
their
fangs
.
