Shut that door down, and crawl over here.

Mind you keep on the rafters, or you'll drop through." "Hurrah!" said Coote, pensively, as he proceeded to obey.
In two minutes they were out upon the roof, and enjoying a wonderful bird's-eye view of Templeton and the coast beyond.
A moderately broad gutter ran round the roof on the inside of the Quadrangle, with a low stone parapet at the edge.

Along this the two boys crawled slowly and cautiously, until they had reached about the middle of their side of the Quadrangle.
It was dizzy work, looking down from their eminence; but glorious.

Even Coote, now the venture had been made, and no relics of the late Master Fitch had appeared, began to enjoy himself.
"What a pity Dick isn't here!" said he.
"Rather! Won't he look blue when he hears of it ?" said Heathcote.
"Hullo! there are some of the fellows in the Quad.

There's Pauncefote, isn't it?
I vote we yell." "Perhaps somebody would hear.