“This gentleman, sir, is your prisoner.”
But at that Harriet, who had stood as though stunned, gave a great cry, and ran to Clifford:
“My brother! My brother! My brother!”
CHAPTER XXII
WHAT CAN BE DONE?
“Here we have war for war, blood for blood,
Controlment for controlment.”
—King John.
Exclamations of pity and compassion came from the men as Harriet threw her arms about her brother. On General Hazen’s countenance consternation showed as well as commiseration. The scene was sufficiently trying as it was. The feminine note added to the complexity of the situation.