He handed them to Langdon, who said: "Pass in, most welcome guest." Harry was the first arrival, but Dalton was next.
"Tickets double price to all Virginia Presbyterians," said Langdon.
"Instead of a double ticket here are two singles," said Dalton, as he drew from under his cloak two fine dressed chickens.

"Don't these take me in ?" "They certainly do.

Go in on the jump, Dalton." The next arrival was Sherburne, who brought a five-pound bag of coffee.
Then came the two colonels together, one with the half of a side of bacon, and the other with a twenty-pound bag of flour.

More followed, bringing like tickets that were perfectly good, and it seemed that all the invited ticket holders were in, when a big black man on a big black horse rode up and saluted Langdon respectfully.

He held out a pass.
"This pass am from Gen'ral Jackson," he said.
"Am it ?" said Langdon, looking at the pass, "Yes, it am." "Is you the orf'cer in command of this yere house ?" asked the colored man, his wide mouth parting in an enormous grin that showed his magnificent white teeth.
"For the present I am, Sir Knight of the Dark but Kind Countenance.
What wouldst thou ?" The man scratched his head and looked doubtfully at Langdon.
"Guess you're asking me some kind of a question, sah ?" "I am.