...t perfect composure, but then I was feverishly agitated, and every rustling bough, every bird flying past, increased the strain. After a ride of about five miles we reached a small house, and on General Stuart 's knocking at the door in a peculiar manner it was opened to us. The house was inhabited by an Irishman and his family; and here General Stuart had appointed a rendezvous with one of the spies, in or...