"
Harry and St. Clair saluted and retired. They knew that it was not
worth while to ask Colonel Talbot any questions. Since he had met him
again in Virginia, Harry had recognized a difference in this South
Carolina colonel. The kindliness was still there, but there was a new
sternness also. The friend was being merged into the commander.
They chose a tent in order to shut out the noise and make sleep possible,
but on their way to it they were waylaid by Langdon, who had heard
something of their adventure the night before, and who felt chagrin
because he had lacked a part in it.
"Although everything generally happens for the best, there is a slip
sometimes," he said, "and I want to be in on the next move, whatever it
is. There is a rumor that the Invincibles are to march. You have been
before the colonel, and you ought to know. Is it true?"
"It is," replied Harry, "but that's all we do know. He was pretty sharp
with us, Tom, and among our three selves, we are not going to get any
favors from Colonel Leonidas Talbot and Lieutenant-Colonel Hector
St. Hilaire because we're friends of theirs and would be likely to
meet in the same drawing-rooms, if there were no war.
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