Virginia City Page #3

Irby left the joker in the pack

when he didn't shut off this tunnel.

Sure enough left the road open

to the powder magazine.

- There it is.

- Yeah. Here.

Hey, not yet.

Wait until the sentry changes at 10:00.

Doggone that confounded...

- Shut up.

- ...dadgummed...

- What are they digging?

- Earthworks, the last line of defense.

Is it as bad as that? Are they so close?

Seventy miles,

at Spotsylvania Court House.

But they'll never take Richmond now, Julia.

You've brought us new hope.

Who's billeted here?

The 17th Cavalry.

They're using it as headquarters.

They'll probably move on any day now.

Looks strange, doesn't it?

Oh, Vance,

do you remember the old days here?

The parties father used to have

in this house?

It was fun growing up together,

wasn't it?

I wish it could have lasted forever.

We were close then.

Do you remember the last Christmas

I spent here before the war?

Frost was glistening in all the fields...

...holly wreaths were in all those windows,

mistletoe in the hall.

And Father standing in the doorway

with the light behind him...

...so straight and proud and handsome.

And now...

...wet leaves cover the ground at Shiloh,

don't they, Vance?

Julia, why do you torture yourself

with memories?

What have I got left?

The war's taken everything.

Not me, Julie.

Perhaps someday we...

But now, I just feel dead inside

and I will be till the war is over.

When do you start west?

Tomorrow, by troop train to the border,

then by stage.

We'll see each other later then

at Virginia City.

Yes. But remember, when we meet,

we've never seen each other before.

- Then the Federals can't suspect.

- Oh, I'm an expert at that now.

Treating friends like strangers

and enemies like friends.

I won't forget.

What time is it?

Around 10:
00.

Let's go back to Richmond.

The prison.

Back to town

as quick as you can make it.

Dog-darn this dad-blame swamp.

Marble, I never thought

you'd turn out to be a water buffalo.

If I don't get out of this water,

it's gonna take the curl out of my hair.

If you don't shut up, you're gonna have

a bullet parting your hair.

Here are some tracks, men.

They're running every which way,

but they're probably headed upstream.

Come on.

All fish head upstream, my friend,

that's how they get caught.

Come on.

Gentlemen, this is Captain Bradford...

...one of our most reliable sources

of enemy intelligence.

I question that, sir.

A man of any intelligence would hardly

spend a vacation in Libby Prison.

I understand, at the time of your capture...

...you were tracing the report

of gold shipments to Richmond.

That's correct. The shipments were made.

Ridiculous. How could the silver and gold

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