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"
She
did
!
--
she
did
!
"
said
the
old
man
,
trembling
with
eagerness
,
as
formerly
with
fear
.
"
The
blessing
of
Jacob
be
upon
thee
!
canst
thou
tell
me
aught
of
her
safety
?
"
"
It
was
she
,
then
,
"
said
the
yeoman
,
"
who
was
carried
off
by
the
proud
Templar
,
when
he
broke
through
our
ranks
on
yester-even
.
I
had
drawn
my
bow
to
send
a
shaft
after
him
,
but
spared
him
even
for
the
sake
of
the
damsel
,
who
I
feared
might
take
harm
from
the
arrow
.
"
"
Oh
!
"
answered
the
Jew
,
"
I
would
to
God
thou
hadst
shot
,
though
the
arrow
had
pierced
her
bosom
!
--
Better
the
tomb
of
her
fathers
than
the
dishonourable
couch
of
the
licentious
and
savage
Templar
.
Ichabod
!
Ichabod
!
the
glory
hath
departed
from
my
house
!
"
"
Friends
,
"
said
the
Chief
,
looking
round
,
"
the
old
man
is
but
a
Jew
,
natheless
his
grief
touches
me
.
--
Deal
uprightly
with
us
,
Isaac
--
will
paying
this
ransom
of
a
thousand
crowns
leave
thee
altogether
penniless
?
"
Isaac
,
recalled
to
think
of
his
worldly
goods
,
the
love
of
which
,
by
dint
of
inveterate
habit
,
contended
even
with
his
parental
affection
,
grew
pale
,
stammered
,
and
could
not
deny
there
might
be
some
small
surplus
.
"
Well
--
go
to
--
what
though
there
be
,
"
said
the
Outlaw
,
"
we
will
not
reckon
with
thee
too
closely
.
Without
treasure
thou
mayst
as
well
hope
to
redeem
thy
child
from
the
clutches
of
Sir
Brian
de
Bois-Guilbert
,
as
to
shoot
a
stag-royal
with
a
headless
shaft
.
--
We
will
take
thee
at
the
same
ransom
with
Prior
Aymer
,
or
rather
at
one
hundred
crowns
lower
,
which
hundred
crowns
shall
be
mine
own
peculiar
loss
,
and
not
light
upon
this
worshipful
community
;
and
so
we
shall
avoid
the
heinous
offence
of
rating
a
Jew
merchant
as
high
as
a
Christian
prelate
,
and
thou
wilt
have
six
hundred
crowns
remaining
to
treat
for
thy
daughter
's
ransom
.
Templars
love
the
glitter
of
silver
shekels
as
well
as
the
sparkle
of
black
eyes
.
--
Hasten
to
make
thy
crowns
chink
in
the
ear
of
De
Bois-Guilbert
,
ere
worse
comes
of
it
.
Thou
wilt
find
him
,
as
our
scouts
have
brought
notice
,
at
the
next
Preceptory
house
of
his
Order
.
--
Said
I
well
,
my
merry
mates
?
"
The
yeomen
expressed
their
wonted
acquiescence
in
their
leader
's
opinion
;
and
Isaac
,
relieved
of
one
half
of
his
apprehensions
,
by
learning
that
his
daughter
lived
,
and
might
possibly
be
ransomed
,
threw
himself
at
the
feet
of
the
generous
Outlaw
,
and
,
rubbing
his
beard
against
his
buskins
,
sought
to
kiss
the
hem
of
his
green
cassock
.
The
Captain
drew
himself
back
,
and
extricated
himself
from
the
Jew
's
grasp
,
not
without
some
marks
of
contempt
.
"
Nay
,
beshrew
thee
,
man
,
up
with
thee
!
I
am
English
born
,
and
love
no
such
Eastern
prostrations
--
Kneel
to
God
,
and
not
to
a
poor
sinner
,
like
me
.
"
