He grinned at sight of me, evidently well pleased.
"Got every mother's son of 'em, sir," he reported.

"Easy job too; never had to fire a shot, and only hit one fellow; he started a shindy in there," with a glance toward the dining-room.

"There were five gray-jacks out in the stable, all asleep, an' they was like lambs.

The blamed fools never had a guard set." "They felt safe enough, no doubt, back here," I returned.

"The last thing they thought about was any Yankees getting this far.