I reckon dar's some of 'em up yet." From his description I received a fair impression of the surroundings, questioning briefly as I stared out at the inanimate objects faintly revealed, and endeavoring to plan some feasible course of action.

The stable was a hundred yards to the rear of the house, a fenced-off garden between, the driveway circling to the right.

Between the slave quarters and the mansion extended an orchard, the trees of good size and affording ample cover.

We were to the left of the house, and the light seen evidently streamed through one of the windows of the front room.
Where the guard was stationed no one of us could guess, yet this had to be determined first of all.

I called for Miles, and the sergeant, still holding his position at the rear, crept forward.
"I am going in closer to discover what I can," I said quietly.