The steps of the head-porter are heard on the stairs, and a light gleams at the door.

"Hush!" from the fifth-form boys who stand there, and then in strides the Doctor, cap on head, book in one hand, and gathering up his gown in the other.

He walks up the middle, and takes his post by Warner, who begins calling over the names.
The Doctor takes no notice of anything, but quietly turns over his book and finds the place, and then stands, cap in hand and finger in book, looking straight before his nose.

He knows better than any one when to look, and when to see nothing.

To-night is singing night, and there's been lots of noise and no harm done--nothing but beer drunk, and nobody the worse for it, though some of them do look hot and excited.