This youth interested him.

There was no denying that Woodville had great cause for anger, when he found his father's house occupied by a regiment of the enemy.

He considered it defilement.

The right or wrong of the war had nothing to do with it.

It was to him a matter of emotion.
"I'll take back the epithet 'firebug,'" he said, "but I must stick to my purpose of carrying you to Colonel Winchester." "Always provided you can: Look out for yourself." The Mississippian, who was wonderfully agile, suddenly danced in--on his toes it seemed to Dick--and landed savagely on his opponent's left ear.
Then he was away so quickly and lightly that Dick's return merely cut the air.
The Kentuckian felt the blood dripping from another point.