CHAPTER X.THE GREAT ASSAULT.
The light from the door that was always open illumined the room.

The rising sun must have struck full upon it, because it was almost as bright as day there.

Slade was in his butternut uniform, and his rifle leaned against the wall.

Now that he had made the slight opening Dick could understand their words.
"There are spies within Vicksburg, sir," said Slade.

"Colonel Dustin detected one last night, but in the darkness he escaped down this ravine.