The position of the enemy on the peninsula seemed to have changed somewhat through the night.

He believed that the batteries had been moved about, and he telegraphed to Washington that he must find out exactly the disposition of Lee's forces and where the fords were.
Meanwhile the long, hot hours dragged on.

The dust trodden up by so many marching feet was terrible.

It hung in clouds and added a sting to the burning heat.

Dick was wild with impatience, but he knew that it was not worth while to say anything.