Charles Herbert Sylvester, Journeys Through Bookland, Vol…
“ Look for the Knight of the Fetterlock, fair Rebecca, and see how he bears himself; for as the leader is, so will his followers be.""I see him not," said Rebecca."Foul craven!" exclaimed Ivanhoe; "does he blench from the helm when the wind blows highest?""He blenches not!—he blenches not!" said Rebecca, "I see him now, he leads a body of men close under the outer barrier of the barbican. They pull down the piles and palisades; they hew down the barriers with axes. His high black plume floats abroad over the throng, like a raven over the field of the slain. ”
