He felt a catch at the heart, but it was not a time to remember long.

The Southern troops were still pouring forward driving hard on the Northern resistance.
He heard a moment or two later a voice by his side and there was Dalton again mounted.
"I thought you were gone!" Harry shouted.
"I was gone for a minute but it was only my horse that stayed.

He was shot through the heart but I caught another--plenty of riderless ones are galloping about--and here I am." The houses and the narrow streets offered some support to the defense of Banks, but he was gradually driven through the town and out into the fields beyond.

Then the women, careless of bullets, came out of the houses and weeping and cheering urged on the pursuit.

It always seemed to Harry that the women of this section hated the North more than the men did, and now it was in very fact and deed the fierce women of the South cheering on their men.
He came in the fields into contact with the Invincibles.