An officer was also sent from the working party to report the capture of a spy to his colonel.
"I will report it to the general," the latter said; "he rode along here about a quarter of an hour ago, and may not be back again for some hours.

As we have got the spy fast it cannot make any difference." As he marched back to the village Vincent felt that there was no hope for him whatever.

He had been denounced as a spy, and, although the lips that had denounced him had been silenced forever, the mischief had been done.

He could give no satisfactory account of himself.

He thought for a moment of declaring that a mistake had been made, but he felt that no denial would counterbalance the effect of Jackson's words.