“I say, young gents,” said Lomax suddenly, “it’ll all come out about your breaking barracks.”
“Yes, Lom,” I said; “we shall be found out.”
“Of course. You’ll have to go with me as witnesses.”
“Yes. What had we better do?”
“Go and make a clean breast of it to the colonel in the morning.”
“To my uncle?”
“No, no; the Doctor. Good-night.”
We slipped in as we had come out, reaching our room unheard, but it was a long time before excitement would let us sleep.