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den to the right. He is watching for McClellan's next move. There's a rumour that everything's in motion toward the James. If it's true, there's a chase before us to-morrow, eh?--A. P. Hill suffered dreadfully. 'Prince John' kept McClellan beautifully amused.--General Jackson? On the slope of the hill by the breastworks." A red light proclaimed the place as Cleave approached it. It seemed a solitary flame, night around it and a sweep of scarped earth. Cleave, coming into the glow, found only the old negro Jim, squat beside it like a gnome, his eyes upon the jewelled hollows, his lips working. Jim rose. "De gineral, sah? De gineral done sont de staff away ter res'. Fo' de Lawd, de gineral bettah follah dat 'zample! Yaas, sah,--ober dar in de big woods." Cleave descended the embankment and entered a heavy wood. A voice spoke--Jackson's--very curtly. "Who is it, and what is your business?" "It is the colonel of the 65th Virginia, sir. General Winder sends me, with the approval of General D. H. Hill, from the advance by the McGehee house." A part of the shadow detached itself and came forward as Jackson. It stalked past Cleave out of the belt of trees and over the bare red earth to the fire. The other man followed, and in the glare faced the general again. The leaping flame showed Jackson's bronzed face, with the brows drawn down, the eyes looking inward, and the lips closed as though no force could part them. Cleave knew the look, and inwardly set his own lips. At last the other spoke. "Well, sir?" "The enemy is cramped between us and the Chickahominy, sir. Our pickets are almost in touch of theirs. If we are scattered and disorganized, they are more so,--confused--distressed. We are the victors, and the troops still feel the glow of victory." "Well?" "There might be a completer victory. We need only you to lead us, sir." "You are mistaken. The men are wearied. They worked very hard in the Valley. They need not do it all." "They are not so wearied, sir. There is comment, I think, on what the Army of the Valley has not done in the last two days. We have our chance to refute it all to-night." "General Lee is the commander-in-chief. General Lee will give orders." "General Lee has said to himself: 'He did so wonderfully in the Valley, I do not doubt he will do as wonderfully here. I leave him free. He'll strike when it is time.'--It is time now, sir." "Sir, you are forgetting yourself." "Sir, I wi
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