The String of Pearls (1850) p. 731.

"Stop him!" shouted Ingestrie, as he and the colonel just got a sight of the horsemen beyond Todd. "Stop him!"
With a yell, like that which might be supposed to come from a fiend, Todd swerved from the grasp of Sir Richard Blunt, who made a dart at his throat, and then, drawing up his knees, he gave his horse the rein, and darting past Sir Richard, he dashed right into the midst of the party of officers, who were behind,
and fairly broke his way through them.
"Not yet—not yet!" he shouted, "Ha!—ha! not yet!"
"Fire!" cried Sir Richard Blunt.
The sharp report of four holster-pistols sounded in the narrow road-way.
Todd fell from his horse, and, terrified by the shots, the steed went off without him at a mad gallop.
Twice Todd rolled over, and grasped handfuls of chalk and dust from the road; and then he lay upon his back profoundly still. In an instant, Sir Richard Blunt dismounted; and then Colonel Jeffrey and Mark Ingestrie rode up to the spot.
"You have—have—" cried Ingestrie.
"Yes, at last, Mr. Ingestrie," said Sir Richard. "I had some information that he was hovering about the coast, and came here to see you all. I am sorry to defraud the gallows of its due: but there lies Todd!"
A couple of the officers now dismounted, while the others held their horses, and they dragged the wretched man to the side of the road.
"Is he dead?" said Ingestrie.
"No," said Todd, opening his eyes. "He still lives to curse you all! I&#8212"
It was evident that he wished to say more; but he was bleeding internally, and he began to struggle with the volumes of blood that rose to his throat. With a horrible shriek, he rolled over on to his face, and then, after one sharp convulsion of his limbs, he lay perfectly still.
One of the officers turned him round again, One glance at the face was sufficient. The guilty spirit of Sweeney Todd had fled at last to its account!
"Dead," said Sir Richard Blunt. "Let the body lie here, and we will all ride on to Brighton, and from there send some conveyance for it. Mr. Ingestrie and you, Colonel Jeffrey, are witnesses of his end, and I can only say that I feel now as if a heavy weight were lifted off my breast. The good, and the kind, and true, need no longer live in fear of the wild vengeance of this man. Let us hope that Heaven will have more mercy upon his guilty soul than ever he had consideration for the sufferings of others."

CHAPTER CLXXIIL
THE CONCLUSION.

We have little to say in conclusion, now that the chief actor in the fearful Domestic Drama it has been our fate to record, is no more, Todd was buried in the old church-yard at Brighton, but no record of the spot where the murderer's bones decayed was preserved.
Sir Richard Blunt lived long to enjoy the respect and the admiration of all who knew him, and died full of years and honours.
The sunshine of the existence of Johanna and Mark was perfectly unclouded, and the colonel and Arabella, likewise, presented a true picture of connubial felicity. In due time Tobias was married to her whom he loved so well; and as he got older and more used to the world, that timidity of disposition that Todd by his cruelties had induced, entirely left him.