"But,
my poor boy, how pale and ill you look, and you are wet through too. You
had better change your clothes at once, or go to bed."
"O no, sir," said Montagu, pleadingly; "do take me with you."
"Very well; but you must change first, or you may suffer in consequence.
Make haste, and directly you are dressed, a cup of tea shall be ready
for you down here, and we will start."
Montagu was off in an instant, and only stopped on his way to tell
Duncan and the others of the danger which threatened their companions.
The absence of the three boys from tea and lock-up had already excited
general surmise, and Montagu's appearance, jacketless and wet, at the
door of the boarders' room, at once attracted a group round him. He
rapidly told them how things stood, and, hastening off, left them nearly
as much agitated as himself. In a very short time he presented himself
again before Dr. Rowlands, and when he had swallowed with difficulty the
cup of tea, they sallied out.
It was pitch dark, and only one or two stars were seen at intervals
struggling through the ragged masses of cloud.
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