During the tumult which attended the retreat of the Templars, Rebecca saw and heard nothing⁠—she was locked in the arms of her aged father, giddy, and almost senseless, with the rapid change of circumstances around her. But one word from Isaac at length recalled her scattered feelings.

“Let us go,” he said, “my dear daughter, my recovered treasure⁠—let us go to throw ourselves at the feet of the good youth.”

“Not so,” said Rebecca, “O no⁠—no⁠—no⁠—I must not at this moment dare to speak to him⁠—Alas! I should say more than⁠—No, my father, let us instantly leave this evil place.”

“But, my daughter,” said Isaac, “to leave him who hath come forth like a strong man with his spear and shield, holding his life as nothing, so he might redeem thy captivity; and thou, too, the daughter of a people strange unto him and his⁠—this is service to be thankfully acknowledged.”

“It is⁠—it is⁠—most thankfully⁠—most devoutly acknowledged,” said Rebecca⁠—“it shall be still more so⁠—but not now⁠—for the sake of thy beloved Rachel, father, grant my request⁠—not now!”

“Nay, but,” said Isaac, insisting, “they will deem us more thankless than mere dogs!”

“But thou seest, my dear father, that King Richard is in presence, and that⁠—”

“True, my best⁠—my wisest Rebecca!⁠—Let us hence⁠—let us hence!⁠—Money he will lack, for he has just returned from Palestine , and, as they say, from prison⁠—and pretext for exacting it, should he need any, may arise out of my simple traffic with his brother John. Away, away, let us hence!”

And hurrying his daughter in his turn, he conducted her from the lists, and by means of conveyance which he had provided, transported her safely to the house of the Rabbi Nathan.