It looks like a good omen to me." "And to me, too.

We used to say that Old Jack was an army corps, and he was, two of them for that matter.

Then Sheridan is worth at least ten thousand men to the Yankees.

Good-by, we'd like to see more of your work with the flags, but down below they need Captain St.Clair, who is a terrible fighter.

We can't hope to beat the Yankees with St.Clair away." Mortimer smiled, waved them farewell, and, a few minutes later, was at work once more with the flags.