Will you help me ?" "Yes, that I will." That very evening Eric escaped from the Stormy Petrel, unknown to all but Roberts.

They were in the dock, and he dropped into the water in the evening, and swam to the pier, which was only a yard or two distant; but the effort almost exhausted his strength, for his knee was still painful, and he was very weak.
Wet and penniless, he knew not where to go, but spent the sleepless night under an arch.

Early the next morning he went to a pawnbroker's, and raised L2:10s.

on his watch, with which money he walked straight to the railway station.
It was July, and the Roslyn summer holidays had commenced.

As Eric dragged his slow way to the station, he suddenly saw Wildney on the other side of the street.