“Then you are a traitor.”
“On the contrary, I am a true Union man. I go for the Union first, and Tennessee next.”
“Traitor!” growled the guerilla.
“See here, my man; you believe in strategy—don’t you?”
“I do.”
“So do I,” replied De Banyan. “I think you have got strategy enough to last you till the end of the war.”
“You deceived me, then,” added Lynchman, bitterly.
“Deceived you!” sneered the major. “Did you think I would throw myself into your arms, and let you butcher me at your own pleasure. I know what you guerillas are—gorillas, I had better say. Deceived you! I shouldn’t want a more stupid fellow than you are to work upon. You have played into my hand all the way through.”
“What is to be done with us?” asked the discomfited chief, tamely.
“I don’t know. We shall march you to headquarters; but as a man of your importance ought to have a bigger escort than this, we shall add the rest of your gang to the train.”