I am no spy, and you cannot ill treat me." "I do not mean that we would inflict any physical suffering upon you," said Bragg.

"The Confederacy does not, and will never resort to such methods.

But you are only a boy.

We can question you here, until, through very weakness of spirit, you will be glad to tell us all you know about Buell's or any other Northern force." "Try me, and see," said Dick proudly.
The blue eye of the silent Johnston flickered for an instant.
"But it is true," said Beauregard, resuming his role of cross-examiner, "that your army, considering itself secure, has not fortified against us?
It has dug no trenches, built no earthworks, thrown up no abatis!" The boy stood silent with folded arms, and Colonel George Kenton, standing on one side, threw his nephew a glance of sympathy, tinged with admiration.
"Still you do not answer," continued Beauregard, and now a strong note of irony appeared in his tone, "but perhaps it is just as well.

You do your duty to your own army, and we miss nothing.