I will shed no more blood." "And perish upon the gibbet," rejoined Jonathan contemptuously.
"Flight is still left me," replied Trenchard.

"I can escape to France." "And do you think I'll allow you to depart," cried Jonathan in a menacing tone, "and compromise _my_ safety?
No, no.

We are linked together in this matter, and must go through with it.

You cannot--shall not retreat." "Death and hell!" cried Sir Rowland, rising and drawing his sword; "do you think you can shackle my free will, villain ?" "In this particular instance I do, Sir Rowland," replied Jonathan, calmly, "because you are wholly in my power.

But be patient, I am your fast friend.