The Invincibles were somewhere in the front, he learned, and, disappointed, he and Dalton turned back into the valley.
The night was clear and bright, and they saw many men coming and going from a cold spring under the shadow of the trees.

Some of them were wounded and limped painfully.

Others carried away water in their hats and caps for comrades too badly wounded to move.

Harry observed that some wore the blue, and some the gray.

Both he and Dalton were assailed by a burning thirst at the sight of the water, and they went to the spring.
Here men who an hour or two ago had been striving their utmost to kill one another were gathered together and spoke as friends.