It did not go far, but stopped at a point where the supply train had been placed.
Fires were built and some of the men ate, but others were so much exhausted that without waiting for food they threw themselves upon the ground, and in an instant were fast asleep.
Harry, for the moment, a prey to black despair, followed his general.
Only one other officer, a major, was with him.

Harry watched him closely, but he did not see him show any emotion.

Little Sorrel like his master, although he had been under fire a hundred times, had passed through the battle without a scratch.

Now he walked forward slowly, the reins lying loose upon his neck.
Harry was not conscious of weariness.

He had made immense exertions, but his system was keyed so high by excitement that the tension held firmly yet a little longer.