Already men were feeling the magnetic current of energy and resolution that flowed from Jackson like water from a fountain.
A message from Colonel Talbot, which he was to deliver to Jackson himself, sent Harry to the rear.

He rode a borrowed horse and he galloped rapidly until he saw a long line of men marching forward at a swift but steady pace.

At their head rode a man on a sorrel horse.
His shoulders were stooped a little, and he leaned forward in the saddle, gazing intently at the vast bank of smoke and flame before him.

Harry noticed that the hands upon the bridle reins did not twitch nor did the horseman seem at all excited.

Only his burning eyes showed that every faculty was concentrated upon the task.