Bernard Cornwell

Language: English

Pages: 432

ISBN: 006093462X

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The beloved Confederate Captain Nate Starbuck returns to the front lines of the Civil War in this second installment of Bernard Cornwell's acclaimed Nathaniel Starbuck Chronicles. It is the summer of 1862, and Nate has been bloodied but victorious at the battles of Ball's Bluff and Seven Pines. But he can't escape his Northern roots, and it is only a matter of time until he's accused of being a Yankee spy, pursued, and brutally interrogated. To clear his name, he must find the real traitor—a search that will require extraordinary courage, endurance, and a perilous odyssey through enemy territory.

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Starbuck found out? Had James written to him? There could be no other explanation. How else could Starbuck have discovered it? And if Starbuck knew, who else did? “Where is Nate?” he now asked Julia. “I don’t know. How would I know?” In truth Julia had the strangest idea that Starbuck had crossed the lines, but as her source for that belief was Sally Truslow she did not think it wise to make any mention of it. Julia had finally summoned the courage to visit Sally, going to the house armed with a

ordered to attack, and no one had ordered him to stop, and so he was marching on deep into the Yankee rear. With a born soldier’s luck his brigade had struck the Yankee defenses where there were few guns and only scattered units of infantry, and one by one the northern positions had been overwhelmed and put to panicked flight. Now his men were threatened by a handful of blue-coated cavalry who had appeared on their left flank. A South Carolina captain wheeled his company a half turn to the left.

victory and so he curbed his normally sharp tongue and instead sent an order for one of the reserve divisions to attack on the northern side of the railway embankment. The new attackers marched past the Old Tavern, and Johnston, fretting to know exactly what was happening on the battlefield, joined the advancing troops. As he rode forward he wondered just why everything in this army seemed so needlessly complicated. It had been the same at Manassas, he reflected. At that battle the rebel

hair and a cheerful expression. “Bulldog!” the smaller man exclaimed as he ran up the verandah steps. “It’s grand to see you again, so it is!” “Mr. Scully!” Pinkerton was equally delighted to greet his visitors. He embraced Scully, then shook the other man’s hand before introducing both to James. “Be pleased to meet John Scully, Major, and Price Lewis. This is Major Starbuck, my chief of staff.” “It’s a grand day, Major!” John Scully said. He had an Irish accent and a quick smile. His

war is won. The rebellion is over. All that remains for the North to do now is to take Richmond and mop up the pieces. That’s what they think and maybe they’re right. How long do you think the South will survive without Richmond’s factories?” Starbuck did not reply. There was nothing to say. He had not dreamed that the Confederacy was so precarious. In prison he had heard rumors of defeats at the southern and western extremities of the Confederate States, but he had never guessed that the North

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