At a distance some tents. In front muskets, drums, and other indications of soldiers' quarters.
Enter Mrs. Bland and Children, attended by Melville.
Melville.
The General's doors to you are ever open.
But why, my worthy friend, this agitation?
Our Colonel, your husband——
Mrs. Bland [in tears, gives him the letter].
Read, Melville.
1st Child.
Do not cry, Mama, for I'm sure if Papa said he would come home to-day he will come yet: for he always does what he says he will.
Mrs. Bland.
He cannot come, dear love; they will not let him.