CHAPTER IX.
"DEAD FLIES," OR "YE SHALL BE AS GODS" "In the twilight, in the evening, in the black and dark night." PROV.
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9.
At Roslyn, even in summer, the hour for going to bed was half-past nine.
It was hardly likely that so many boys, overflowing with turbulent life, should lie down quietly, and get to sleep.

They never dreamt of doing so.

Very soon after the masters were gone, the sconces were often relighted, sometimes in separate dormitories, sometimes in all of them, and the boys amused themselves by reading novels or making a row.

They would play various games about the bedrooms, vaulting or jumping over the beds, running races in sheets, getting through the windows upon the roofs, to frighten the study-boys with sham ghosts, or playing the thousand other pranks which suggested themselves to the fertile imagination of fifteen.