The time is come." And he was about to order the attack, when the disturbance outside reached his ears, and checked him for a moment.

Sir Giles was considering what could be the cause of the tumult, and hesitating whether to go forth and support Sir Francis, in case he stood in need of assistance, when the discomfited myrmidons rushed into the room.

A few words sufficed to explain what had occurred, and indeed the bloody visages of some of the men showed how roughly they had been handled.
Though greatly exasperated, Sir Giles was determined not to be baulked of his prey; and fearing Jocelyn might escape in the confusion, which an attack upon the 'prentices would occasion, he gave the word for his instant seizure, and rushed towards him, as before related.

How he was baffled has already been told.

His wrath knew no bounds when the young man disappeared.