"Their army is in bad shape, besides being small, and now that we have a real leader we are, I think, sure to clean up the valley." "But there'll be plenty of hard fighting." "Yes.

We'll have to win what we get." The ravine widened and deepened a little, and they stopped.

Sergeant Whitley in his capacity of chief scout and trailer climbed up the rocky side and looked about a little, while the others waited.

He returned in two or three minutes, and Dick saw, by the moonlight, that his face expressed surprise.
"What is it, sergeant ?" asked Dick.
"A woman is on the mountain.

She passed by the ravine not long since, perhaps not a half hour ago." "A woman at such a time?
Why, sergeant, it's impossible!" "No, sir, it isn't.