"Look at them, Phil! Can you see?
The road is full of Zouaves--there's a whole regiment of them in blue, too.

The batteries are all harnessed up; do you think there's going to be another battle?
I don't know why they want to fight any mo'!" she exclaimed in sudden wrath and anguish.

"I don't understand why they are not willing to leave the South alone.
My husband will be killed, and my only son--like Jimmy Lent--if they don't ever stop this wicked fighting----" The roar of a heavy gun buried the room in plaster dust.

Letty calmly lifted the tray from the bed and set it on a table.

Then very sweetly and with absolute composure she took leave of Celia and of Berkley.