"Yes; and she has been on her journey some four or five hours."
"She?"
"Yes. That girl of Geiger's went to the camp this morning and volunteered for the service."
"The ——!" But we will not stain our pages with a record of the profane and brutal words that fell from the lips of the tory.
"She has the swiftest horse in the camp," said the man, "and unless instant pursuit is given, she will soon be out of our reach."
With a bitter oath, Loire swore that she should never reach the camp of Sumter.
"Take Vulcan," said he in a quick, energetic voice, "and kill him but what you overtake the huzzy, between this and Morgan's Range."
"She has nearly five hours' start," replied the man.
"But you must make two miles to her one."
"Even then she will be most likely ahead of the Range ere I can reach there."