“God will raise me up a champion,” said Rebecca. “It cannot be that in merry England, the hospitable, the generous, the free, where so many are ready to peril their lives for honour, there will not be found one to fight for justice. But it is enough that I challenge the trial by combat: there lies my gage.”
She took her embroidered glove from her hand, and flung down before the Grand Master with an air of mingled simplicity and dignity which excited universal surprise and admiration.
Sir Walter Scott, Ivanhoe