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"
By
Saint
John
of
Acre
,
"
said
Ivanhoe
,
raising
himself
joyfully
on
his
couch
,
"
methought
there
was
but
one
man
in
England
that
might
do
such
a
deed
!
"
"
The
postern
gate
shakes
,
"
continued
Rebecca
;
"
it
crashes
--
it
is
splintered
by
his
blows
--
they
rush
in
--
the
outwork
is
won
--
Oh
,
God
!
--
they
hurl
the
defenders
from
the
battlements
--
they
throw
them
into
the
moat
--
O
men
,
if
ye
be
indeed
men
,
spare
them
that
can
resist
no
longer
!
"
"
The
bridge
--
the
bridge
which
communicates
with
the
castle
--
have
they
won
that
pass
?
"
exclaimed
Ivanhoe
.
"
No
,
"
replied
Rebecca
,
"
The
Templar
has
destroyed
the
plank
on
which
they
crossed
--
few
of
the
defenders
escaped
with
him
into
the
castle
--
the
shrieks
and
cries
which
you
hear
tell
the
fate
of
the
others
--
Alas
!
--
I
see
it
is
still
more
difficult
to
look
upon
victory
than
upon
battle
.
"
"
What
do
they
now
,
maiden
?
"
said
Ivanhoe
;
"
look
forth
yet
again
--
this
is
no
time
to
faint
at
bloodshed
.
"
"
It
is
over
for
the
time
,
"
answered
Rebecca
;
"
our
friends
strengthen
themselves
within
the
outwork
which
they
have
mastered
,
and
it
affords
them
so
good
a
shelter
from
the
foemen
's
shot
,
that
the
garrison
only
bestow
a
few
bolts
on
it
from
interval
to
interval
,
as
if
rather
to
disquiet
than
effectually
to
injure
them
.
"
"
Our
friends
,
"
said
Wilfred
,
"
will
surely
not
abandon
an
enterprise
so
gloriously
begun
and
so
happily
attained
.
--
O
no
!
I
will
put
my
faith
in
the
good
knight
whose
axe
hath
rent
heart-of-oak
and
bars
of
iron
.
--
Singular
,
"
he
again
muttered
to
himself
,
"
if
there
be
two
who
can
do
a
deed
of
such
derring-do
!
--
a
fetterlock
,
and
a
shacklebolt
on
a
field
sable
--
what
may
that
mean
?
--
seest
thou
nought
else
,
Rebecca
,
by
which
the
Black
Knight
may
be
distinguished
?
"
"
Nothing
,
"
said
the
Jewess
;
"
all
about
him
is
black
as
the
wing
of
the
night
raven
.
Nothing
can
I
spy
that
can
mark
him
further
--
but
having
once
seen
him
put
forth
his
strength
in
battle
,
methinks
I
could
know
him
again
among
a
thousand
warriors
.
He
rushes
to
the
fray
as
if
he
were
summoned
to
a
banquet
.
There
is
more
than
mere
strength
,
there
seems
as
if
the
whole
soul
and
spirit
of
the
champion
were
given
to
every
blow
which
he
deals
upon
his
enemies
.
God
assoilize
him
of
the
sin
of
bloodshed
!
--
it
is
fearful
,
yet
magnificent
,
to
behold
how
the
arm
and
heart
of
one
man
can
triumph
over
hundreds
.
"
"
Rebecca
,
"
said
Ivanhoe
,
"
thou
hast
painted
a
hero
;
surely
they
rest
but
to
refresh
their
force
,
or
to
provide
the
means
of
crossing
the
moat
--
Under
such
a
leader
as
thou
hast
spoken
this
knight
to
be
,
there
are
no
craven
fears
,
no
cold-blooded
delays
,
no
yielding
up
a
gallant
emprize
;
since
the
difficulties
which
render
it
arduous
render
it
also
glorious
.
I
swear
by
the
honour
of
my
house
--
I
vow
by
the
name
of
my
bright
lady-love
,
I
would
endure
ten
years
'
captivity
to
fight
one
day
by
that
good
knight
's
side
in
such
a
quarrel
as
this
!
"
"
Alas
,
"
said
Rebecca
,
leaving
her
station
at
the
window
,
and
approaching
the
couch
of
the
wounded
knight
,
"
this
impatient
yearning
after
action
--
this
struggling
with
and
repining
at
your
present
weakness
,
will
not
fail
to
injure
your
returning
health
--
How
couldst
thou
hope
to
inflict
wounds
on
others
,
ere
that
be
healed
which
thou
thyself
hast
received
?
"
