I have cut my way through fifty dangers to point it to thee—up, and instantly follow me."
"Alone," answered Rebecca, "I will not follow thee. If thou wert born of woman—if thou hast but a touch of human charity in thee—if thy heart be not hard as thy breast-plate—save my aged father—save this wounded knight."
"A knight," answered the Templar, with his characteristic calmness, "a knight, Rebecca, must encounter his fate whether it meet him in the shape of sword or flame—and who recks how or where a Jew meets with his?"
"Savage warrior," said Rebecca, "rather will I perish in the flames than accept safety from thee!"
"Thou shalt not chuse, Rebecca—once didst thou foil me, but never mortal did so twice."
So saying, he seized on the terrified maiden, who filled the air with her shrieks, and bore her out of the room in his arms in spite of her cries, and without regarding the menaces and defiance which Ivanhoe thundered against him. "Hound of the Temple—stain to thine Order—set free the damsel! Traitor of Bois-Guilbert, it is Ivanhoe
