Colonel Winchester's heart began to sink yet farther.

He had not felt much hope at first, and now he felt scarcely any at all.

A few moments later, however, the sergeant suddenly held up his hand.
"What is it ?" asked the colonel.
"I think I hear somebody calling." "Like as not.

Plenty of wounded men may be calling in delirium." "But, colonel, I've been on battlefields before, and this sounds like the voice of some one calling for help." "Which way do you think it is ?" "To the left and not far off.

It's a weak voice." "We'll turn and follow it.