The blood will rest on your head.

Do you hear me, Sir?
Won't you stir!" "Not a step," replied Langley, gruffly.
"Off with him to Newgate!" cried Jonathan.

"Ireton, as you captured him, the reward is yours.

But I request that a third may be given to Langley." "It shall be, Sir," replied Ireton, bowing.

"Now come along, Jack." "Miscreants!" cried Sheppard, almost driven frantic by the violence of his emotions; "you're all in league with him." "Away with him!" cried Jonathan.