about ten o'clock
The doctor and Mr Frampton never quitted his room all night . Boys who , refusing to go to bed , sat anxiously , with their study doors open , eager to catch the first sound proceeding from that solemn chamber , waited in vain , and dropped asleep where they sat as the night gave place to dawn . Even the masters hovered restlessly about with careworn faces , and full of misgivings as hour passed hour without tidings . At length -- it was about ten o'clock , and the school bell was just beginning to toll for morning chapel -- the door opened , and Mr Frampton stepped quickly out of the sick-room . `` Stop the bell at once ! '' he said . Then Forrester must still be living !