But I knew the way by this time.

I had daily walked past the area door and glanced down at the dangerous guy where it lay with its lolling tongue under the grating, to assure myself of its welfare.

It was all right up till now, and in two days it would be off my hands.
The square was empty as I crossed it, and, to my satisfaction, I found the gymnasium door unlocked.

I groped my way to the corner where the parallel bars stood, and there found the blazer, which I carried off in triumph.
As I emerged from the door and came down the steps, I became aware of two points of light in front of me, and a voice out of the darkness, which caused me to jump almost out of my skin,-- "Who is that ?" It was Mr Jarman's voice--and I could just discern his shadowy form accompanied by that of Mr Selkirk standing before me.

The two masters were evidently taking an after-dinner turn with their cigars, and had heard my footsteps.
"Jones iv., sir; I came to fetch Tempest's blazer." "Who gave you leave ?" "Tempest, sir." "Take the blazer back where you found it, and tell Tempest if he leaves his things in the gymnasium he must fetch them at proper hours.