Perhaps--" "Why, yes, that must be it," he interrupted eagerly.

"Custer and the Seventh.

What luck! And I'll be in it with the boys after all." "Shall we not ride to meet them ?" "Soon, yes; only we need to be certain first." "Are you not ?" and she rose in her stirrups.

"I am sure they are cavalrymen.

Now you can see clearly as they climb the hill." "There is no doubt," he admitted, "a single troop ahead of the main body; the others will be beyond the bend in the stream." He stepped back, where he could look directly into her face.
"They are soldiers all right, but that was not what I wanted to be so certain about.