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Chapter 39

           "Farewell,then,"saidtheTemplar,andlefttheapartment.

           ThePreceptorAlbertwaitedimpatientlyinanadjacentchamberthereturnofBois-Guilbert.

           "Thouhasttarriedlong,"hesaid;"Ihavebeenasifstretchedonred-hotironwithveryimpatience.WhatiftheGrandMaster,orhisspyConrade,hadcomehither?Ihadpaiddearformycomplaisance.—Butwhatailsthee,brother?—Thysteptotters,thybrowisasblackasnight.Artthouwell,Bois-Guilbert?"

           "Ay,"answeredtheTemplar,"aswellasthewretchwhoisdoomedtodiewithinanhour.—Nay,bytherood,nothalfsowell—fortherebethoseinsuchstate,whocanlaydownlifelikeacast-offgarment.ByHeaven,Malvoisin,yondergirlhathwell-nighunmannedme.IamhalfresolvedtogototheGrandMaster,abjuretheOrdertohisveryteeth,andrefusetoactthebrutalitywhichhistyrannyhasimposedonme."

           "Thouartmad,"answeredMalvoisin;"thoumaystthusindeedutterlyruinthyself,butcanstnotevenfindachancetherebytosavethelifeofthisJewess,whichseemssopreciousinthineeyes.BeaumanoirwillnameanotheroftheOrdertodefendhisjudgmentinthyplace,andtheaccusedwillasassuredlyperishasifthouhadsttakenthedutyimposedonthee."

           "’Tisfalse—Iwillmyselftakearmsinherbehalf,"answeredtheTemplar,haughtily;"and,shouldIdoso,Ithink,Malvoisin,thatthouknowestnotoneoftheOrder,whowillkeephissaddlebeforethepointofmylance."

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