Then I could pay you back." Dick laughed.

He knew that at the bottom of Warner's jest lay a resolve to match the score, whenever the chance should come.
"Good-bye, George," he said.

"I'll look for you in two weeks." "Make it only ten days.

McClellan will need me by that time." But it seemed to Dick that McClellan would need him and every other man at once.

Lee was marching.