The crowd dispersed in different directions, and most fortunately a heavy shower coming on, put them altogether to flight.

Jonathan, however, still lingered.

He seemed wholly insensible to the rain, though it presently descended in torrents, and continued his search as ardently as before.
After occupying himself thus for the best part of an hour, he thought Jack must have given him the slip.

Still, his suspicions were so strong, that he ordered Mendez to remain on guard near the spot all night, and, by the promise of a large reward induced two other men to keep him company.
As he took his departure, he whispered to the Jew: "Take him dead or alive; but if we fail now, and you heard him aright in Seacoal Lane, we are sure of him at his mother's funeral on Sunday.".