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The Cock-House at Fellsgarth

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
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He modestly tried to induce some one else to assume the honour, but he was outvoted, and, devoutly hoping to find the coast clear of the enemy, he addressed himself to the venture.
It was not particularly arduous for a decent climber, and in a couple of minutes his companions saw him swing himself on to the ledge, and disappear into the room.
In a moment he put out his head.
"All clear," said he.

"The door's smashed in, and all the things kicked about anyhow; but there's no one about." That was the main thing.

The company speedily followed, materially assisted in their clamber by sundry knots tied in the rope by the ingenious Cash, and by his energetic hauling from above.
The programme was carried out without a hitch.

Without waiting for the bed-bell they one and all presented themselves to the dormitory dame, and requested permission to turn in, pleading severe fatigue (which was by no means imaginary) as the reason for this unwonted haste.

So smartly was the retirement effected, that no one was aware of their return to their house until half an hour later.


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