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Chapter 39

           Theyaredesignedtoconductyoutodeath,Rebecca,yetwouldnotsufferyoutobeinsultedbyanyone,evenbyme,weremyfrenzy—forfrenzyitis—tourgemesofar."

           "MayHeavenbepraised!"saidtheJewess;"deathistheleastofmyapprehensionsinthisdenofevil."

           "Ay,"repliedtheTemplar,"theideaofdeathiseasilyreceivedbythecourageousmind,whentheroadtoitissuddenandopen.Athrustwithalance,astrokewithasword,weretomelittle—Toyou,aspringfromadizzybattlement,astrokewithasharpponiard,hasnoterrors,comparedwithwhateitherthinksdisgrace.Markme—Isaythis—perhapsmineownsentimentsofhonourarenotlessfantastic,Rebecca,thanthineare;butweknowalikehowtodieforthem."

           "Unhappyman,"saidtheJewess;"andartthoucondemnedtoexposethylifeforprinciples,ofwhichthysoberjudgmentdoesnotacknowledgethesolidity?Surelythisisapartingwithyourtreasureforthatwhichisnotbread—butdeemnotsoofme.Thyresolutionmayfluctuateonthewildandchangefulbillowsofhumanopinion,butmineisanchoredontheRockofAges."

           "Silence,maiden,"answeredtheTemplar;"suchdiscoursenowavailsbutlittle.Thouartcondemnedtodienotasuddenandeasydeath,suchasmiserychooses,anddespairwelcomes,butaslow,wretched,protractedcourseoftorture,suitedtowhatthediabolicalbigotryofthesemencallsthycrime."

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