Then he turned in a calm and businesslike manner to the task of arranging a stern front for the storm which he knew would burst upon them to-morrow.
The respect of his officers for him increased.
Lee's generals went to their respective commands.

Harry once more took orders, and, as he carried messages or brought them back, he never failed to see all that he could.

The great corps of Ewell was drawn up on the battlefield of the day, Hill's forces extended to Willoughby Run, and the Southern line was complete along the whole curve.

They also had the welcome news that Stuart at Carlisle had heard of the battle and would be present with the cavalry on the morrow.
Harry, riding about in the darkness, recovered much of his spirits.
The whole Southern army would be present in the morning, and while Jackson was dead, his spirit might ride again at their head.

Now he awaited the dawn with confidence, believing that Lee would win another great victory.
Harry was sent on his last errand far after midnight, and it took him to one of Ewell's divisions, in the edge of Gettysburg.