Soldiers lay all around them and in all positions, most to rise soon for the fresh battle, and some, as Harry could tell by their rigidity, never to rise at all.
They asked again for Lee as they went on, and a sentinel directed them to a clump of pines.

Wilbourn and Harry dismounted and walked toward a number of sleeping forms under the pines.

The figures, like those of the soldiers, were relaxed and as still as death.

The dawn which Harry has felt on his face did not appear to the eye.

It was very dark under the boughs of the pines, and they did not know which of the still forms was Lee.
Wilbourn asked one of the soldiers on guard for an officer, and Lee's adjutant-general came forward.