I’llwooherasthelionwooshisbride。
_Douglas。_
Whilethesceneswehavedescribedwerepassinginotherpartsofthecastle，theJewessRebeccaawaitedherfateinadistantandsequesteredturret。
Hithershehadbeenledbytwoofherdisguisedravishers，andonbeingthrustintothelittlecell，shefoundherselfinthepresenceofanoldsibyl，whokeptmurmuringtoherselfaSaxonrhyme，asiftobeattimetotherevolvingdancewhichherspindlewasperforminguponthefloor。
ThehagraisedherheadasRebeccaentered，andscowledatthefairJewesswiththemalignantenvywithwhicholdageandugliness，whenunitedwithevilconditions，areapttolookuponyouthandbeauty。