But what's up?
No one seems to know why we were ordered in." "It's all guess-work here," and Wasson sat down on the narrow bed and lit his pipe.

"But the 'old man' is getting something under way, consolidating troops.

Your regiment is going to be used, that's certain.

I 've been carryin' orders between here an' Wallace for three weeks now, an' I 've heard Sheridan explode once or twice.

He 's tired of this guerilla business, an' wants to have one good fight." "It is getting late." "That's the way he figures it out, accordin' to my notion.