If only she isn't after this overcoat!" He heard the housekeeper approach the recess and pause for a moment in front of it.

He hardly dared to breathe, fearing that he would surely be discovered.
"Well, I declare, if he hasn't gone and worn the very overcoat itself!" he heard Mrs.Green cry.

"Just like him, and two good coats a-hanging here.

Well, I suppose it's the warmest he's got, and he'll have a cold ride back, especially if he returns to-night." And so speaking Mrs.
Green hurried away.
"A narrow shave, and no mistake," murmured Tom to himself, and listened until he heard a distant door close.

Then all was quiet, save the distant murmur of the student's voices, coming from the sitting room.
Without losing more time, Tom left the recess and hurried to the door of the stone cell.
"Sam!" he called out softly.