I hurried back with him, and a soldier stepped aside to give me opportunity to look out. A glance was sufficient. A regiment of cavalry was halted under the trees of the lawn, the men dismounted and standing at the heads of their horses. Apparently they were, merely waiting orders. Riding straight across the grass toward the porch came a little group of a dozen officers, as I judged, although this was largely conjecture, their uniforms so dust-covered as to be meaningless. The carelessness of their approach, scarcely glancing toward the house, convinced me they had no thought of meeting any resistance from within--their only object the shade of the steps, or a possible glass of wine. To greet them with a volley would be murder, and I motioned the men to open the door just wide enough to permit of my slipping through. I walked forward to the edge of the porch, and stood there, leaning against a pillar. The approaching party was sufficiently close by this time so that I saw that one of the three in advance was Bell. Apparently I remained unobserved, but as they came to the gravel driveway I spoke. "That will be quite far enough, gentlemen, until you explain your purpose." They pulled up, astonished at the sound of my voice, those behind bunching about the first three, all staring open-mouthed at my uniform. Several voices asked, "What does this mean?" "Who the hell are you?" "One at a time, please," I returned, enjoying their surprise. "This house is garrisoned by Federal troops at present, and we are not receiving callers--put that back! There are riflemen at every window." "Don't be a fool, Brown," growled the man in the centre, glancing aside, and then facing back toward me. "Are you in command?" "I am here to receive any communication." "What troops have you?" I bowed smiling. "Sufficient for the purpose." Bell, evidently short-sighted, was staring at me through glasses, and broke in, "It's Galesworth, the Yankee lieutenant I told you about, Colonel. Say, I thought you left." "Instead of leaving, Captain Bell, I have decided to stay." "But, good Lord, you can't hold that house against us with only ten men!" "You will discover we have considerable more than ten when you come to capture it." They whispered together, evidently undecided how seriously to take me. I thought Bell was trying to impress the others with the idea that it was all a bluff, but my coolness made them suspicious. I leaned motionless against the post in apparent indifference. The gruff-voiced colonel broke the silence. "Do you know we have a division of troops within bugle call?" "Oh, yes, and they have got their work cut out for them. Your whole force is at it already, except the cavalry." My tone angered him. "There are enough in reserve to crush you," he retorted warmly. "I demand your immediate surrender, sir." "On what terms?" "Unconditional," he thundered, "and if I have to charge you we shall take no prisoners."