"A long time, Harry, means that you've got a dangerous mission.

We'll wish you safely through it, old fellow." "And don't forget the charm!" exclaimed Langdon.

"Of course I don't believe in such foolishness, I wouldn't think of it for a minute, but, anyway, they don't do any harm.

Good-bye and God bless you, Harry." "The same from me, Harry," said St.Clair.
The strong grip of their hands still thrilled his blood as he rode away.
His pass carried him through the Southern lines, and then he went toward the northwest, intending to pass through the hills, and reach the rear of the Northern force.

He carried no rifle, and his gray uniform, somewhat faded now, would not attract distant attention.