"Why, I haven't been out of the saddle for twenty-four hours, and I felt so anxious that every one of those hours was a day long." "But it's a lot to get from the general an admission that you may be even a little tired," said Dalton.

"Remember the man for whom you ride." "That's so," said Aubrey, "and I oughtn't to have said what I did.

We've got to live up to new standards." Sherburne, Aubrey and Dalton picked out soft spots on the grass and almost instantly were sound asleep, but Harry lingered a minute or two longer.

He saw across the river the glitter of bayonets and the dark muzzles of cannon.

He also saw many troops moving on the hills and he knew that he was looking upon the remains of Banks' army reinforced by fresh men, ready to dispute the passage or fight Jackson if he marched northward in any other way, while the great masses of their comrades gathered behind him.
Harry felt again for a moment that terrible sinking of the heart which is such close kin to despair.