"Yes," said Seymour, simply; "this is where he fell."
The general looked curiously about him.
"And who was your dead friend?" he continued.
"Captain Hilary Talbot, of Virginia, of General Washington's staff."
"What! Not Talbot of Fairview Hall on the Potomac?" said one of the officers.
"The same, sir."
"Gad, my lord, Madam Talbot's a red-hot Tory! She swears by the king. I 've been entertained at the house,—not when the young man was there, but while he was away,—and a fine place it is. Well, here 's a house divided truly!"
"Is it indeed so, Mr. Seymour?"
The young man nodded affirmatively.
"What were you proposing to do with the body?"