For a time, he struggled against them; and though he felt that it was hopeless, worked on like a desperate military leader conducting a forlorn hope to certain destruction.

At length, however, the water began to make such incursions that he could no longer disguise from himself or his companions that they were contending against insurmountable difficulties, and that to proceed further would be madness.

He, therefore, with a heavy heart, desisted, and throwing down his pick-axe, said it was clear that Heaven did not approve their design, and that it must be relinquished.
"We ought to have been warned by that doleful bell," he observed in conclusion.

"I now perceive its meaning.

And as I was the first to act in direct opposition to the declared will of the Supreme Being, so now I am the first to admit my error." "I cannot account for that dread and mysterious sound, my son," replied Garnet, "and can only attribute it, as you do, to Divine interference.
But whether it was intended as a warning or a guidance, I confess I am unable to say." "Can you longer doubt, father," returned Catesby, bitterly, "when you look at yon excavation?
It took us more than a week's incessant labour to get through the first wall; and our toil was no sooner lightened than these fatal consequences ensued.