Ivanhoe, page 24 (detail)

"Submit to my fate!" said Rebecca; "and, sacred Heaven! to what fate? Embrace thy religion! and what religion can it be that harbours such a villain? Thou the best lance of the Templars! Craven knight! - forsworn priest! i spit at thee, and I defy thee. The God of Abraham´s promise hath opened an escape to his daughter - even from this abyss of infamy!"
As she spoke, she threw open the latticed window which led to the bartizan, and in an instant after stood on the very verge of the parapet, with not the slightest screen between her and the tremendous depth below.