But we're not hunting after your kind to-day.

Did you see anything of a fellow in scarlet jacket along here last night, or this morning ?" I failed to catch Farrell's answer, but the voice of the officer was sufficiently loud to reach me.
"A rebel spy; the sneaking rascal must have swam the Delaware.

We'll look about your shop just the same before we ride on.

Mason, take a half-dozen men with you, and rake the place over." I heard the sound of their boots on the floor, and burrowed lower in my box.

Two or three entered the old shop, and began to probe about among the _debris_.