Lincoln (rising and going to him): There, there. I believe you when you tell me that you couldn't keep awake. I'm going to trust you, and send you back to your regiment.
He goes back to his seat.
Scott: When may I go back, sir?
Lincoln: You can go back to-morrow. I expect the fighting will be over, though.
Scott: Is it over yet, sir?
Lincoln: Not quite.
Scott: Please, sir, let me go back to-night—let me go back to-night.
Lincoln: Very well.
He writes.
Do you know where General Meade is?