We all stood to arms; but the sight of that dazzling white figure seemed to close the lips of our commanders, to numb the limbs of our soldiers.

I can say no more.
When the chance was gone--the hour passed--we gazed into each other's face as men awaking from a dream.

We cursed ourselves.

We cursed the witch who had bound us by her spells.

We vowed to redeem and revenge ourselves another day.