Dick saw only the field of battle, dark lines and blurs, the red flare of cannon and rifle fire, and towers and banks of smoke, but the colonel saw individual human beings, and, with his trained military eye, he knew what the movements meant.

Dick felt the hand upon his shoulder trembling with excitement.

He was excited himself.

Miss Woodville stood just behind them, and a faint tinge of color appeared in her pale face.
"The Yankees are getting ready to charge," said the colonel.

"At the point we see they will not yet rush forward.