"I do, sir, and I'm sorry I can't go with you."
"So am I; but as sure as you and I are sitting here on our horses, trouble is coming to Mr. Milroy. Some friends of yours in the little regiment called the Invincibles are just beyond the hill. Perhaps you'd like to see them."
Harry thanked him, saluted, and rode over the hill, where he found the two colonels, St. Clair and Langdon riding at the head of their men. The youths greeted him with a happy shout and the colonels welcomed him in a manner less noisy but as sincere.
"The sight of you, Harry, is good for any kind of eyes," said Colonel Talbot. "But what has brought you here?"
"An order from General Lee to General Ewell."
"Then it must be of some significance."
"It is, sir, and since it will be no secret in a few minutes, I can tell you that this whole corps is going to Winchester to take Milroy. I wish I could go with you, Colonel, but I can't."
"You were at Brandy Station, and we weren't," said St. Clair quietly. "It's our turn now."
"Right you are, Arthur," said Langdon. "I mean to take this man Milroy with my own hands. I remember that he gave us trouble in Jackson's time. He's been licked once. What right has he to come back into the Valley?"
"He's there," said Harry, "and they say that he's riding it hard with ironshod hoofs."