The cavalrymen were riding toward him and they could not be a part of the Union force.

Then they must be of his own South.

Surely this was the happy chance of which he had dreamed! Again the great pulses leaped, but with a different emotion.
Scorning every risk, he reined his horse back into the road and rode straight forward.

The heads of men were just topping the rise, and a few moments later they and the horses they bestrode came into full view.

It was a thankful thrill that shot through him now.