"I feel that dust and burned gunpowder are thick all over me." He stood up, his face now clean, and began to arrange his uniform.
Then he carefully dusted his coat and trousers.
"Hope you are all ready for another battle, Arthur," said Tom.
"Not yet," replied St.Clair laughing.

"That will do me for quite a while." St.Clair had his wish.

The enemy seemed to have enough for the time.
The hot, breathless day passed without any further advance.

Now and then they heard the Northern bugles, and the scouts reported that the foe was still gathering heavily not far away, but the Invincibles, from their camp, saw nothing.
"I suppose the colonel was right," said Happy Tom, "and this must have been a sort of prologue.

But if the prologue was so hot what's the play going to be ?" "Something hotter," said Harry.
"A vague but true answer," said Langdon.
Yet the delay was long.