Stuart added, moreover, that he had merely taken them on his staff while the battle lasted.

They were now to return to their own chief.

But his heart warmed to them both and he said to them that if they happened to need a friend to come to him.
They thanked Stuart and rode away, two very sober youths indeed.
Both were appalled by the vast slaughter of Chancellorsville.

Harry began to have a feeling that their victories were useless.

After every triumph the enemy was more numerous and powerful than ever.