You and I together can't fail." Dick, in truth, felt an enormous relief.

He and his young comrades had learned to trust Sergeant Whitley implicitly, with his experience of forest and plain and his infinite resource.
"Where do you figure we are, Sergeant ?" he asked.
"In the deep woods, Mr.Mason, but we haven't turned much from the line leading you to the place where you were to meet Colonel Hertford.

You haven't really lost time, and we'll start again straight ahead, but we've got to look out for this fellow Slade, who's as tricky and merciless as they ever make 'em." "Tell me more about Slade, Sergeant." "I don't know a lot, but I heard of him from some of our scouts.

He was an overseer of a big plantation before the war.

From somewhere up North, I think, but now he's more of a rebel than the rebels themselves.