It's not necessary for anybody to apologize where there's no rancor." He took Bertrand's hand in a hearty grasp, which Bertrand returned with equal vigor.

Then the captain pushed his horse and rode a little ahead of them.
"Now, that was a singular thing," said Dalton, who came of a deeply religious family, "and to my mind it was predestined." "Predestined ?" "Yes, predestined! Decreed! Captain Bertrand is going to die.

He'll be killed in the coming battle.

He was moved to make up the quarrel which he forced on St.Clair because of his approaching fate, although he does not know of it himself." "Come, come, George! So much battle has keyed your mind too highly." But Dalton shook his head and remained resolute in his belief.
Harry's confidence returned with action and the glorious flush of a May morning.

They had started after dawn.