Baron groaned again.
Thin curls of smoke began to define the Union position--before noon
thousands of coffee-pots were simmering on the fires.
At last, a tall man, followed by a little group of officers and a
squadron of cavalry, rode down the ridge toward the mansion. These
troopers surrounded the house, forming one circle near and another
much further away, so that none could approach without causing
prompt alarm. The group of officers dismounted and orderlies held
their horses. As the tall man came up the veranda steps Miss Lou saw
two white stars on his shoulder. Then her uncle advanced reluctantly
and this man said, "Mr. Baron, I presume?"
"Yes, sir."
"My name is Marston, commanding officer. This is my staff. Will you
oblige us by as good a meal as can be provided hastily? I will pay
for it."
"No, sir, you cannot pay for it," replied Mr. Baron indignantly. "I
keep a house of entertainment only for my friends. At the same time
I know your request is equivalent to a command, and we will do the
best we can.
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