The sun had nearly set when the deadly charge issued from the wood, and, by the time it had set, the pursuit was thundering along the valley, the Winchester men in the very forefront of it.

Long after dark it continued.

Several miles from the field the fragments of the Invincibles and some others rallied on a hill, posted two cannon and made a desperate resistance.

But the attack upon them was so fierce that they were compelled to retreat again, and they did not have time to take the guns with them.
It was a strange night to Dick, alike joyous and terrible.

He believed that the army of the enemy was practically destroyed, and yet he had a great sympathy for some who were in it.