He\'s run away home.
He could assimilate, focus on his studies, and wait for his father to send for.
When Charley follows his pet insects to a pool of blood behind a false wall, he could run and let those stones bury their secrets.
That\'s what they tell Charley when he sees the ragged grey figure stalking the abbey halls at night.
It\'s just a tall tale.
That\'s what they say every time one of Charley Winslow\'s friends vanishes from The Old Cross School for Boys.
He\'s run away home