"You were with us in Charleston at the great beginning.

We were afraid you would have to stay in the west." "The big things will begin here," said Harry.
"There can be no doubt of it.

Do you know, Harry, that we are less than thirty miles from Washington! If there were any hill high enough around here we could see the white dome of the Capitol which we hope to take before the summer is over.

But we'll take you to the Colonel and Major Hector St.Hilaire, that was, but Lieutenant-Colonel Hector St.Hilaire that is." Colonel Talbot was sitting at a small table in a tent, the sides of which had been raised all around, leaving only a canvas roof.
Lieutenant-Colonel St.Hilaire sat opposite him across the table, and they were studying intently a small map of a region that was soon to be sown deep with history.

They looked up when Harry came with his two friends, and gave him the welcome that he knew he would always receive from them.
"I've had a letter from your father," said Colonel Leonidas Talbot, "and I've been expecting you.