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"
None
whatever
,
"
said
Malvoisin
;
"
no
more
than
the
armed
image
of
Saint
George
when
it
makes
part
of
a
procession
.
"
"
Well
,
I
will
resume
my
resolution
,
"
replied
the
haughty
Templar
"
She
has
despised
me
--
repulsed
me
--
reviled
me
--
And
wherefore
should
I
offer
up
for
her
whatever
of
estimation
I
have
in
the
opinion
of
others
?
Malvoisin
,
I
will
appear
in
the
lists
.
"
He
left
the
apartment
hastily
as
he
uttered
these
words
,
and
the
Preceptor
followed
,
to
watch
and
confirm
him
in
his
resolution
;
for
in
Bois-Guilbert
's
fame
he
had
himself
a
strong
interest
,
expecting
much
advantage
from
his
being
one
day
at
the
head
of
the
Order
,
not
to
mention
the
preferment
of
which
Mont-Fitchet
had
given
him
hopes
,
on
condition
he
would
forward
the
condemnation
of
the
unfortunate
Rebecca
.
Yet
although
,
in
combating
his
friend
's
better
feelings
,
he
possessed
all
the
advantage
which
a
wily
,
composed
,
selfish
disposition
has
over
a
man
agitated
by
strong
and
contending
passions
,
it
required
all
Malvoisin
's
art
to
keep
Bois-Guilbert
steady
to
the
purpose
he
had
prevailed
on
him
to
adopt
.
He
was
obliged
to
watch
him
closely
to
prevent
his
resuming
his
purpose
of
flight
,
to
intercept
his
communication
with
the
Grand
Master
,
lest
he
should
come
to
an
open
rupture
with
his
Superior
,
and
to
renew
,
from
time
to
time
,
the
various
arguments
by
which
he
endeavoured
to
show
,
that
,
in
appearing
as
champion
on
this
occasion
,
Bois-Guilbert
,
without
either
accelerating
or
ensuring
the
fate
of
Rebecca
,
would
follow
the
only
course
by
which
he
could
save
himself
from
degradation
and
disgrace
.
Shadows
avaunt
!
--
Richard
's
himself
again
.
Richard
III
When
the
Black
Knight
--
for
it
becomes
necessary
to
resume
the
train
of
his
adventures
--
left
the
Trysting-tree
of
the
generous
Outlaw
,
he
held
his
way
straight
to
a
neighbouring
religious
house
,
of
small
extent
and
revenue
,
called
the
Priory
of
Saint
Botolph
,
to
which
the
wounded
Ivanhoe
had
been
removed
when
the
castle
was
taken
,
under
the
guidance
of
the
faithful
Gurth
,
and
the
magnanimous
Wamba
.
It
is
unnecessary
at
present
to
mention
what
took
place
in
the
interim
betwixt
Wilfred
and
his
deliverer
;
suffice
it
to
say
,
that
after
long
and
grave
communication
,
messengers
were
dispatched
by
the
Prior
in
several
directions
,
and
that
on
the
succeeding
morning
the
Black
Knight
was
about
to
set
forth
on
his
journey
,
accompanied
by
the
jester
Wamba
,
who
attended
as
his
guide
.
"
We
will
meet
,
"
he
said
to
Ivanhoe
,
"
at
Coningsburgh
,
the
castle
of
the
deceased
Athelstane
,
since
there
thy
father
Cedric
holds
the
funeral
feast
for
his
noble
relation
.
I
would
see
your
Saxon
kindred
together
,
Sir
Wilfred
,
and
become
better
acquainted
with
them
than
heretofore
.
Thou
also
wilt
meet
me
;
and
it
shall
be
my
task
to
reconcile
thee
to
thy
father
.
"
So
saying
,
he
took
an
affectionate
farewell
of
Ivanhoe
,
who
expressed
an
anxious
desire
to
attend
upon
his
deliverer
.
But
the
Black
Knight
would
not
listen
to
the
proposal
.
"
Rest
this
day
;
thou
wilt
have
scarce
strength
enough
to
travel
on
the
next
.
I
will
have
no
guide
with
me
but
honest
Wamba
,
who
can
play
priest
or
fool
as
I
shall
be
most
in
the
humour
.
"
