Harry felt that he must strive in some manner
to make the score even.
It was late in the summer when he rejoined the Army of Northern Virginia
and delivered the letters to the commander-in-chief, who sat in the shade
of a large tree. Harry observed him closely. He seemed a little grayer
than before the Battle of Gettysburg, but his manner was as confident as
ever. He filled to both eye and mind the measure of a great general.
After asking Harry many questions he dismissed him for a while, to play,
so he said.
The young Kentuckian at once, and, as a matter of course, sought the
Invincibles. St. Clair and Langdon hailed him with shouts of joy,
but to his great surprise, Colonel Leonidas Talbot and Lieutenant-Colonel
Hector St. Hilaire were not playing chess.
"We were getting on with the game last night, Harry," explained Colonel
Talbot, "but we came to a point where we were about to develop heat over
a projected move. Then, in order to avoid such a lamentable occurrence,
we decided to postpone further play until to-night. But we find you
looking uncommonly well, Harry. The flesh pots of Egypt have agreed with
you."
"I had a good time in Richmond, sir, a fine one," replied Harry. "The
people there have certainly been kind to me, as they are to all the
officers of the Army of Northern Virginia.
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