The soldiers shifted uneasily and began to thrust their rifles forward, but again the stern command of the young captain prompted by the hunter, held them down.
"'Twas intended merely to draw us," said Willet.

"They're sure we're in this wood, but of course they don't know the exact location of our men.

They're hoping for a glimpse of the bright uniforms, but, if the men keep very low, they won't get it." It was a tremendous trial for young and raw troops, but they managed to still their nerves, and to remain crouched and motionless.

A second shot was fired soon, and then a third, but like the first they were trial bullets and both went high.

Black Rifle grew impatient.