Groups of men mingled with these, and crowded upon the sidewalks.

When she passed the light of a window the men stared at her, and some few presumed upon her homely garb so far as to venture upon facetious and complimentary remarks, aimed at securing a better acquaintance.
She made no reply, but hurried her mare onward, as fast as she could pick her way.

She soon passed out of the limits of the town and was in the country, though she was yet in the midst of camps, and still had to thread her way through masses of men, horses and wagons moving along the road.
The first flutter of perturbation at going out into the darkness and the midst of armed men had given way to a more composed feeling.

No one had stopped her, or offered to, no one had shown any symptom of surprise at her presence there at that hour.

She began to hope that this immunity would continue until she had made her way to the Union lines.