They were driven rapidly to the school, and the Doctor raised to God tearful eyes of gratitude as the boys were taken to the rooms prepared for them.

Mrs.Rowlands was anxiously awaiting their arrival, and the noise of wheels was the signal for twenty heads to be put through the dormitory windows, with many an anxious inquiry, "Are they safe ?" "Yes, thank God!" called Dr.Rowlands; "so now, boys, shut the windows, and get to sleep." Russell was carefully undressed, and put to bed in the Doctor's own house, and the wound in his head was dressed.

Eric and Montagu had beds provided them in another room by themselves, away from the dormitory: the room was bright and cheerful, with a blazing fire, and looked like home and when the two boys had drank some warm wine, and cried for weariness and joy, they sank to sleep after their dangers and fatigues, and slept the deep, calm, dreamless sleep of tired children.
So ended the perilous adventure of that eventful night of the Easter holidays..