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Our
Order
soon
adopted
bolder
and
wider
views
,
and
found
out
a
better
indemnification
for
our
sacrifices
.
Our
immense
possessions
in
every
kingdom
of
Europe
,
our
high
military
fame
,
which
brings
within
our
circle
the
flower
of
chivalry
from
every
Christian
clime
--
these
are
dedicated
to
ends
of
which
our
pious
founders
little
dreamed
,
and
which
are
equally
concealed
from
such
weak
spirits
as
embrace
our
Order
on
the
ancient
principles
,
and
whose
superstition
makes
them
our
passive
tools
.
But
I
will
not
further
withdraw
the
veil
of
our
mysteries
.
That
bugle-sound
announces
something
which
may
require
my
presence
.
Think
on
what
I
have
said
.
--
Farewell
!
--
I
do
not
say
forgive
me
the
violence
I
have
threatened
,
for
it
was
necessary
to
the
display
of
thy
character
.
Gold
can
be
only
known
by
the
application
of
the
touchstone
.
I
will
soon
return
,
and
hold
further
conference
with
thee
.
"
He
re-entered
the
turret-chamber
,
and
descended
the
stair
,
leaving
Rebecca
scarcely
more
terrified
at
the
prospect
of
the
death
to
which
she
had
been
so
lately
exposed
,
than
at
the
furious
ambition
of
the
bold
bad
man
in
whose
power
she
found
herself
so
unhappily
placed
.
When
she
entered
the
turret-chamber
,
her
first
duty
was
to
return
thanks
to
the
God
of
Jacob
for
the
protection
which
he
had
afforded
her
,
and
to
implore
its
continuance
for
her
and
for
her
father
.
Another
name
glided
into
her
petition
--
it
was
that
of
the
wounded
Christian
,
whom
fate
had
placed
in
the
hands
of
bloodthirsty
men
,
his
avowed
enemies
Her
heart
indeed
checked
her
,
as
if
,
even
in
communing
with
the
Deity
in
prayer
,
she
mingled
in
her
devotions
the
recollection
of
one
with
whose
fate
hers
could
have
no
alliance
--
a
Nazarene
,
and
an
enemy
to
her
faith
.
But
the
petition
was
already
breathed
,
nor
could
all
the
narrow
prejudices
of
her
sect
induce
Rebecca
to
wish
it
recalled
.
A
damn
'd
cramp
piece
of
penmanship
as
ever
I
saw
in
my
life
!
She
Stoops
to
Conquer
When
the
Templar
reached
the
hall
of
the
castle
,
he
found
De
Bracy
already
there
.
"
Your
love-suit
,
"
said
De
Bracy
,
"
hath
,
I
suppose
,
been
disturbed
,
like
mine
,
by
this
obstreperous
summons
.
But
you
have
come
later
and
more
reluctantly
,
and
therefore
I
presume
your
interview
has
proved
more
agreeable
than
mine
.
"
"
Has
your
suit
,
then
,
been
unsuccessfully
paid
to
the
Saxon
heiress
?
"
said
the
Templar
.
"
By
the
bones
of
Thomas
a
Becket
,
"
answered
De
Bracy
,
"
the
Lady
Rowena
must
have
heard
that
I
can
not
endure
the
sight
of
women
's
tears
.
"
"
Away
!
"
said
the
Templar
;
"
thou
a
leader
of
a
Free
Company
,
and
regard
a
woman
's
tears
!
A
few
drops
sprinkled
on
the
torch
of
love
,
make
the
flame
blaze
the
brighter
.
"
"
Gramercy
for
the
few
drops
of
thy
sprinkling
,
"
replied
De
Bracy
;
"
but
this
damsel
hath
wept
enough
to
extinguish
a
beacon-light
.
Never
was
such
wringing
of
hands
and
such
overflowing
of
eyes
,
since
the
days
of
St
Niobe
,
of
whom
Prior
Aymer
told
us
,
