But Harry and his comrades were nearest to the bridge, and it seemed to him that the situation was almost exactly as it had been three nights before.

Again they faced Bull Run and again they expected an attack in the morning.

There was no change save the difference between a ford and a bridge.

But the Invincibles, hardened by the three days of skirmishing and waiting, took things more easily now.
They lay in the woods near the steep banks, and the batteries commanded the entrance to the bridge.

The night was once more hot and windless and they were so quiet that they could hear the murmur of the waters.
Far across Bull Run they saw dim lights moving, and they knew that they were those of the Northern army.
"I think things have changed a lot in the last three days," said Harry.
"Then the Yankees didn't know much about us.