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Chapter 9

           "FatherAbraham!"saidIsaacofYork,whenthefirstcoursewasrunbetwixttheTemplarandtheDisinheritedKnight,"howfiercelythatGentilerides!Ah,thegoodhorsethatwasbroughtallthelongwayfromBarbary,hetakesnomorecareofhimthanifhewereawildass’scoltandthenoblearmour,thatwasworthsomanyzecchinstoJosephPareira,thearmourerofMilan,besidesseventyinthehundredofprofits,hecaresforitaslittleasifhehadfounditinthehighways!"

           "Ifheriskshisownpersonandlimbs,father,"saidRebecca,"indoingsuchadreadfulbattle,hecanscarcebeexpectedtosparehishorseandarmour."

           "Child!"repliedIsaac,somewhatheated,"thouknowestnotwhatthouspeakestHisneckandlimbsarehisown,buthishorseandarmourbelongtoHolyJacob!whatwasIabouttosay!Nevertheless,itisagoodyouthSee,Rebecca!see,heisagainabouttogouptobattleagainstthePhilistinePray,childprayforthesafetyofthegoodyouth,andofthespeedyhorse,andthericharmour.Godofmyfathers!"heagainexclaimed,"hehathconquered,andtheuncircumcisedPhilistinehathfallenbeforehislance,evenasOgtheKingofBashan,andSihon,KingoftheAmorites,fellbeforetheswordofourfathers!Surelyheshalltaketheirgoldandtheirsilver,andtheirwar-horses,andtheirarmourofbrassandofsteel,forapreyandforaspoil."

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