THREE:Chapter 21When day dawned, Cornwallis saw that the ground he occupied was so favourable that it rendered his inferiority of numbers of little consequence. He therefore drew out his forces for immediate action. Swamps to the right and left narrowed the ground by which the Americans could approach him, and forming his troops into two lines, commanded by Lord Rawdon and General Webster, he attacked the Americans under Gates and quickly put them to the rout. The Virginian militia ran most nimbly, and sought refuge in the woods. Gates himself galloped away believing all was lost, and never halted till he reached Charlotte, about eighty miles off. The only men who fought well were two brigades of regulars under the command of the German, Von Kalb, who kept his ground against the troops of Lord Rawdon for three-quarters of an hour, sustaining repeated charges of the bayonet unmoved; but Von Kalb fell mortally wounded, and the last of the Americans then gave way and fled for their lives in all directions.
THREE:"No, not alone."The ghost hadnt found anything. We hadnt! he argued. Maybe theyve decided there is somethingand if it isnt there when they make a good search, they think they know where else to lookand its either in the wateror over the wateror
THREE:Any other fireexcepting always in an ammunition magazineis easier to handle than one in a stable. It takes time to blind plunging horses and lead them out singly. And there is no time to take. Hay and straw[Pg 208] and gunny-sacks and the dry wood of the stable go up like tinder. It has burned itself out before you can begin to extinguish it.When they reached him, in the dying glow of the flashlight Dick trained on a body lying in a heap, they identified the man who had been warned by his gypsy fortune teller to look out for a hidden enemy. He was lying at full length in the mould and leaves.
THREE:When the barkeeper had served the others, he turned to him. "What'll you take?" he demanded, not too courteously.
THREE:There was nothing for it but to admit that from the day of her father's death she had been utterly Landor's dependant,at a cost to him of how many pleasures, she, who knew the inadequacy of a lieutenant's pay, could easily guess.There was a mutilated thing that had once been a man's body on the floor in the half-burned log cabin. And in another room lay two children, whose smooth, baby foreheads were marked, each with a round violet-edged hole. Beside them was their mother, with her face turned to the rough boardsmercifully. For there had been no time to choose the placing of that last shot, and it had disfigured cruelly as it did its certain work.
