Released in the late afternoon, lodged in a hut at the edge of the small camp, he used the moment's leisure to climb a small hill and at its height to throw himself down beside a broken cairn.

He shut his eyes, but after a few moments opened them and gazed upon the camp of Cope, covering also but a little space, so small were the armies.

His lips parted.
"Well, Old Steadfast, and what if you are there, waiting ?..." The sun sank.

A faint red light diffused itself, then faded into brown dusk.

He rose and went down into the camp.