“In the most reckless manner.”
“For instance—come, an instance!” he laughed.
I saw Stuart was talking to rest himself.
“Well, at Mine Run, when you rode up to that fence lined with sharpshooters—and they fired on us at ten paces, nearly.”
“In fact, you might have shot a marble at them—but I am not afraid of any ball aimed at me."{1}
{Footnote 1: His words.}
“Then you believe in chance, general?”
“There is no chance, Surry,” he said, gravely. “God rules over all things, and not a sparrow, we are told, can fall without his permission. How can I, or you, then?”
“You are right, general, and I have always been convinced of your religious faith.”
“I believe in God and our Saviour, with all my heart,” said Stuart, solemnly. “I may not show it, but I feel deeply.”