The pines along the summit on either side were like long, green ribbons, and he half feared to see men in blue appear there and open fire on those in the gorge below.

But reason told him that there was no such danger.

No Northern force could be on Bull Run Mountain.
Harry had not asked a question during all that march.

He had not known where they were going, but like all the soldiers he had supreme confidence in Jackson.

He might be going to any of a number of places, but the place to which he was going was sure to be the right place.
Now as he rode in the pass he knew that they were bound for the rear of Pope's army.