“Commandant's orders, sir. No one admitted,” he said.
“Is Captain Colfax here?” asked Mr. Carver
“Captain Colfax was taken to Illinois in a skiff, quarter of an hour since.”
Captain Lige gave vent to a long, low whistle.
“A skiff!” he exclaimed, “and the river this high! A skiff!”
Virginia clasped his arm in terror. “Is there danger?”
Before he could answer came the noise of steps from the direction of the river, and a number of people hurried up excitedly. Colonel Carvel recognized Mr. Worington, the lawyer, and caught him by the sleeve.
“Anything happened?” he demanded.
Worington glanced at the sentry, and pulled the Colonel past the entrance and into the street. Virginia and Captain Lige followed.
“They have started across with him in a light skiff——four men and a captain. The young fool! We had him rescued.”