Harry followed him, as was his duty, but more slowly, and looked back.

He saw a deep red flush show through Garnett's sunburn.

But the preparations for cooking were stopped abruptly.

Within three minutes the Stonewall Brigade was in line again, marching resolutely over the frozen road.

Garnett had recognized that the impossible was possible--at least where Jackson led.
Not many stragglers were found as they rode on toward the rear, but every regiment increased its speed at sight of the stern general.