In the brows of many there might be read depression, uncertainty.

But in open places fires had been built, and about several of these Highlanders were dancing to the screaming of their pipes.

Rullock bent his steps to headquarters.

An officer whom he knew, coming forth, drew him aside in excitement.
"We've got it--we've got it, Rullock!" "What?
The plan ?" "The way through! Here has come to the Prince the man who owns the marsh! He knows the firm ground.

Cope does not know that it is there! Cope thinks that it is all slough! This man swears that he can and will take us across, one treading behind another.