O God! O God!" And he appeared convulsed with agony.
"Oh! if I had known this," he exclaimed, "what guilt, what remorse might have been spared me!" "Repentance comes too late when the deed's done," returned Wild, bitterly.
"It is not too late to repair the wrong I have done my nephew," cried Trenchard.

"I will set about it instantly.

He shall have the estates.

I will return to Manchester at once." "You had better take some refreshment before you start," rejoined Wild.
"'_You've a long journey before you._'" As the signal was given, the Jew, who had been some time in expectation of it, darted swiftly and silently behind Sir Rowland, and flung a cloth over his head, while Jonathan, rushing upon him in front, struck him several quick and violent blows in the face with the bludgeon.

The white cloth was instantly dyed with crimson; but, regardless of this, Jonathan continued his murderous assault.