"But what are you going to do next ?" "Let them in the dormitory window." Tom led the way upstairs and into Dormitory No.2.There were four windows in a row, and six beds, three occupied by the Rovers and the others by Fred, Larry, and George Granbury.
Going to the corner window Tom threw it wide open.

It was growing dark outside, for it was now half-past six.

As he stuck his head out of the window there was the rattle of a drum down in the mess hall.
"Supper time!" cried Fred.
"You go down," said Tom.

"No use of all of us being late." "No, you go down," answered Dick.

"You've run risk enough.