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"
Peace
,
poor
man
,
"
said
Rebecca
,
when
she
heard
his
exclamation
;
"
thou
hast
done
me
no
harm
by
speaking
the
truth
--
thou
canst
not
aid
me
by
thy
complaints
or
lamentations
.
Peace
,
I
pray
thee
--
go
home
and
save
thyself
.
"
Higg
was
about
to
be
thrust
out
by
the
compassion
of
the
warders
,
who
were
apprehensive
lest
his
clamorous
grief
should
draw
upon
them
reprehension
,
and
upon
himself
punishment
.
But
he
promised
to
be
silent
,
and
was
permitted
to
remain
.
The
two
men-at-arms
,
with
whom
Albert
Malvoisin
had
not
failed
to
communicate
upon
the
import
of
their
testimony
,
were
now
called
forward
.
Though
both
were
hardened
and
inflexible
villains
,
the
sight
of
the
captive
maiden
,
as
well
as
her
excelling
beauty
,
at
first
appeared
to
stagger
them
;
but
an
expressive
glance
from
the
Preceptor
of
Templestowe
restored
them
to
their
dogged
composure
;
and
they
delivered
,
with
a
precision
which
would
have
seemed
suspicious
to
more
impartial
judges
,
circumstances
either
altogether
fictitious
or
trivial
,
and
natural
in
themselves
,
but
rendered
pregnant
with
suspicion
by
the
exaggerated
manner
in
which
they
were
told
,
and
the
sinister
commentary
which
the
witnesses
added
to
the
facts
.
The
circumstances
of
their
evidence
would
have
been
,
in
modern
days
,
divided
into
two
classes
--
those
which
were
immaterial
,
and
those
which
were
actually
and
physically
impossible
.
But
both
were
,
in
those
ignorant
and
superstitions
times
,
easily
credited
as
proofs
of
guilt
.
--
The
first
class
set
forth
,
that
Rebecca
was
heard
to
mutter
to
herself
in
an
unknown
tongue
--
that
the
songs
she
sung
by
fits
were
of
a
strangely
sweet
sound
,
which
made
the
ears
of
the
hearer
tingle
,
and
his
heart
throb
--
that
she
spoke
at
times
to
herself
,
and
seemed
to
look
upward
for
a
reply
--
that
her
garments
were
of
a
strange
and
mystic
form
,
unlike
those
of
women
of
good
repute
--
that
she
had
rings
impressed
with
cabalistical
devices
,
and
that
strange
characters
were
broidered
on
her
veil
.
All
these
circumstances
,
so
natural
and
so
trivial
,
were
gravely
listened
to
as
proofs
,
or
,
at
least
,
as
affording
strong
suspicions
that
Rebecca
had
unlawful
correspondence
with
mystical
powers
.
But
there
was
less
equivocal
testimony
,
which
the
credulity
of
the
assembly
,
or
of
the
greater
part
,
greedily
swallowed
,
however
incredible
.
One
of
the
soldiers
had
seen
her
work
a
cure
upon
a
wounded
man
,
brought
with
them
to
the
castle
of
Torquilstone
.
She
did
,
he
said
,
make
certain
signs
upon
the
wound
,
and
repeated
certain
mysterious
words
,
which
he
blessed
God
he
understood
not
,
when
the
iron
head
of
a
square
cross-bow
bolt
disengaged
itself
from
the
wound
,
the
bleeding
was
stanched
,
the
wound
was
closed
,
and
the
dying
man
was
,
within
a
quarter
of
an
hour
,
walking
upon
the
ramparts
,
and
assisting
the
witness
in
managing
a
mangonel
,
or
machine
for
hurling
stones
.
This
legend
was
probably
founded
upon
the
fact
,
that
Rebecca
had
attended
on
the
wounded
Ivanhoe
when
in
the
castle
of
Torquilstone
.
But
it
was
the
more
difficult
to
dispute
the
accuracy
of
the
witness
,
as
,
in
order
to
produce
real
evidence
in
support
of
his
verbal
testimony
,
he
drew
from
his
pouch
the
very
bolt-head
,
which
,
according
to
his
story
,
had
been
miraculously
extracted
from
the
wound
;
and
as
the
iron
weighed
a
full
ounce
,
it
completely
confirmed
the
tale
,
however
marvellous
.
His
comrade
had
been
a
witness
from
a
neighbouring
battlement
of
the
scene
betwixt
Rebecca
and
Bois-Guilbert
,
when
she
was
upon
the
point
of
precipitating
herself
from
the
top
of
the
tower
.
Not
to
be
behind
his
companion
,
this
fellow
stated
,
that
he
had
seen
Rebecca
perch
herself
upon
the
parapet
of
the
turret
,
and
there
take
the
form
of
a
milk-white
swan
,
under
which
appearance
she
flitted
three
times
round
the
castle
of
Torquilstone
;
then
again
settle
on
the
turret
,
and
once
more
assume
the
female
form
.
Less
than
one
half
of
this
weighty
evidence
would
have
been
sufficient
to
convict
any
old
woman
,
poor
and
ugly
,
even
though
she
had
not
been
a
Jewess
.
United
with
that
fatal
circumstance
,
the
body
of
proof
was
too
weighty
for
Rebecca
's
youth
,
though
combined
with
the
most
exquisite
beauty
.
The
Grand
Master
had
collected
the
suffrages
,
and
now
in
a
solemn
tone
demanded
of
Rebecca
what
she
had
to
say
against
the
sentence
of
condemnation
,
which
he
was
about
to
pronounce
.
"
To
invoke
your
pity
,
"
said
the
lovely
Jewess
,
with
a
voice
somewhat
tremulous
with
emotion
,
"
would
,
I
am
aware
,
be
as
useless
as
I
should
hold
it
mean
.
