"Seen whut wus up 'fore ever they med a move," said D'ri. "Them air bushes did n't look jest es nat'ral es they'd orter. Bet ye they're some o' them bushwhackers o' Fitzgibbon. Got loops all over their uniforms, so ye c'u'd stick 'em full o' boughs. Jerushy! never see nuthin' s' joemightful cur'us 'n all my born days--never." He stopped a breath, and then added: "Could n't be nuthin' cur'user 'n thet." XXI We hired team and wagon of the innkeeper, and a man to paddle up-river and return with the horses. I had a brief talk with our tall prisoner while they were making ready. "A word of business, your Lordship," I said as he came out, yawning, with the guard. "Ah, well," said he, with a shiver, "I hope it is not so cold as the air." "It is hopeful; it is cheering," was my answer. "And the topic?" "An exchange--for the ladies." He thought a moment, slapping the dust off him with a glove. "This kind of thing is hard on the trousers," he remarked carelessly. "I will consider; I think it could be arranged. Meanwhile, I give you my word of honor, you need have no worry." We were off at daybreak with our prisoners; there were six of them in all. We put a fold of linen over the eyes of each, and roped them all together, so that they could sit or stand, as might please them, in the wagonbox. "It's barbarity," said his Lordship, as we put on the fold. "You Yankees never knew how to treat a prisoner." "Till you learnt us," said D'ri, quickly. "Could n't never fergit thet lesson. Ef I hed my way 'bout you, I 'd haul ye up t' th' top o' thet air dead pine over yender, 'n' let ye slide down." "Rather too steep, I should say," said his Lordship, wearily. "Ye wouldn't need no grease," said D'ri, with a chuckle. We were four days going to the Harbor. My father and his men came with us, and he told us many a tale, that journey, of his adventures in the old war. We kept our promise, turning over the prisoners a little before sundown of the 16th. Each was given a great room and every possible comfort. I arranged soon for the release of all on the safe return of the ladies. In the evening of the 17th his Lordship sent for me. He was a bit nervous, and desired a conference with the general and me. De Chaumont had been over to the headquarters that day in urgent counsel. He was weary of delay and planning an appeal to the French government. General Brown was prepared to give the matter all furtherance in his power, and sent quickly for the Englishman. They brought him over at nine o'clock. We uncovered his eyes and locked the door, and "gave him a crack at the old Madeira," as they used to say, and made him as comfortable as might be at the cheery fireside of the general.