You have not a moment to lose." Instantly taking the hint, the other uttered a loud cry, and springing up, caught at Blaize, who instantly dropped the halberd, and fled into one corner of the room.
Pillichody then hurried upstairs, while Blaize shouted after him, "Don't touch him, Master Stephen.

He has got the plague! he has got the plague!" Alarmed by this outcry, Stephen suffered Pillichody to pass; and the latter, darting across the yard, mounted the rope-ladder, and quickly disappeared.

A few minutes afterwards, Bloundel returned with the watch, and was greatly enraged when he found that the prisoner had got off.

No longer doubting that he had been robbed of his daughter by the Earl of Rochester, he could not make up his mind to abandon her to her fate, and his conflicting feelings occasioned him a night of indescribable anxiety.

The party of watch whom he had summoned searched the street for him, and endeavoured to trace out the fugitives,--but without success; and they returned before daybreak to report their failure.
About six o'clock, Mr.Bloundel, unable to restrain himself longer, sallied forth with Blaize in search of his daughter and Leonard.
Uncertain where to bend his steps, he trusted to chance to direct him, resolved, if he were unsuccessful, to lay a petition for redress before the throne.