"Get out!" said Hannah Casey. "There ain't nobody here to fight with!"
The soldier rode his horse to Hannah Casey's door, and began to pound with his sword.
"I live there!" screamed Hannah. "You dare to bang that door!"
Mary Bowman crossed the street and looked up at him as he sat on his great horse.
"Oh, sir, do you mean that they will fight here?"
"I do."
"In Gettysburg?" Hannah Casey could scarcely speak for rage.
"In Gettysburg."
"Where there are women and children?" screamed Hannah. "And gardens planted? I'd like to see them in my garden, I—"
"Get into your cellars," commanded the soldier. "You'll be safe there."