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"
Slay
him
not
,
Sir
Knight
,
"
cried
the
Grand
Master
,
"
unshriven
and
unabsolved
--
kill
not
body
and
soul
!
We
allow
him
vanquished
.
"
He
descended
into
the
lists
,
and
commanded
them
to
unhelm
the
conquered
champion
.
His
eyes
were
closed
--
the
dark
red
flush
was
still
on
his
brow
.
As
they
looked
on
him
in
astonishment
,
the
eyes
opened
--
but
they
were
fixed
and
glazed
.
The
flush
passed
from
his
brow
,
and
gave
way
to
the
pallid
hue
of
death
.
Unscathed
by
the
lance
of
his
enemy
,
he
had
died
a
victim
to
the
violence
of
his
own
contending
passions
.
"
This
is
indeed
the
judgment
of
God
,
"
said
the
Grand
Master
,
looking
upwards
--
"
Fiat
voluntas
tua
!
"
So
!
now
'
tis
ended
,
like
an
old
wife
's
story
.
Webster
When
the
first
moments
of
surprise
were
over
,
Wilfred
of
Ivanhoe
demanded
of
the
Grand
Master
,
as
judge
of
the
field
,
if
he
had
manfully
and
rightfully
done
his
duty
in
the
combat
?
"
Manfully
and
rightfully
hath
it
been
done
,
"
said
the
Grand
Master
.
"
I
pronounce
the
maiden
free
and
guiltless
--
The
arms
and
the
body
of
the
deceased
knight
are
at
the
will
of
the
victor
.
"
"
I
will
not
despoil
him
of
his
weapons
,
"
said
the
Knight
of
Ivanhoe
,
"
nor
condemn
his
corpse
to
shame
--
he
hath
fought
for
Christendom
--
God
's
arm
,
no
human
hand
,
hath
this
day
struck
him
down
.
But
let
his
obsequies
be
private
,
as
becomes
those
of
a
man
who
died
in
an
unjust
quarrel
.
--
And
for
the
maiden
--
"
He
was
interrupted
by
a
clattering
of
horses
'
feet
,
advancing
in
such
numbers
,
and
so
rapidly
,
as
to
shake
the
ground
before
them
;
and
the
Black
Knight
galloped
into
the
lists
.
He
was
followed
by
a
numerous
band
of
men-at-arms
,
and
several
knights
in
complete
armour
.
"
I
am
too
late
,
"
he
said
,
looking
around
him
.
"
I
had
doomed
Bois-Guilbert
for
mine
own
property
.
--
Ivanhoe
,
was
this
well
,
to
take
on
thee
such
a
venture
,
and
thou
scarce
able
to
keep
thy
saddle
?
"
"
Heaven
,
my
Liege
,
"
answered
Ivanhoe
,
"
hath
taken
this
proud
man
for
its
victim
.
He
was
not
to
be
honoured
in
dying
as
your
will
had
designed
.
"
