He rode on in search of Lee and before he was yet beyond the range of
fire he met Dalton, mounted and emerging from the smoke.
"The commander-in-chief, where is he?" asked Harry.
"On a little hill not far from here, watching the battle. I'm just
returning with a dispatch from Hill."
"I saw that Hill was holding his ground."
"So my dispatch says, and it says also that he will continue to hold it.
You come from Ewell?"
"Yes, and he has done more than stand fast. He was driven back at first,
but when reinforcements came he drove Warren back in his turn, and took
guns and prisoners."
"The chief will be glad to hear it. We'll ride together. Look out for
your horse! He may go knee deep into mire at any time. Harry, the
Wilderness looks even more somber to me than it did a year ago when we
fought Chancellorsville."
"I feel the same way about it. But see, George, how they're fighting!
General Hill is making a great resistance!"
"Never better. But if you look over those low bushes you can see General
Lee on the hill."
Harry made out the figure of Lee on Traveller, outlined against the sky,
with about a dozen men sitting on their horses behind him. He hurried
forward as fast as he could.
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