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I had supposed that my guide knew some unguarded spot along the edge of the great forest beside which the camp had been pitched, and would slip out unnoticed there. But instead he led me straight down to the picket who held the outpost on the road leading up to Charleston. To his per-emptory challenge he answered: "Friendly," and at the command gave the countersign: "King George."
"It's all right, Captain Aylesworth," the man said. "I recognized you at once, but I had to obey orders. I was told to let no one in or out of the camp without the password."