But George, as we know, is a queer fellow.

They grow 'em in Vermont, where they love steep mountains, deep ravines and hard mathematics." They had been speaking in low tones, but now they ceased entirely.
Shepard had come back from the forest, reporting that the junction of the roads was near, and the Confederate force was marching toward it at the utmost speed.
The hostile columns might be in conflict in a half hour now, and the men prepared themselves.

Innumerable battles and skirmishes could never keep their hearts from beating harder when it became evident that they were to go under fire once more.

After the few orders necessary, there was no sound save that of the march itself.

Meanwhile the moon and stars were doing full duty, and the night remained as bright as ever..