He wasn't sure if there was a tone of reproof in Davis's voice. He set down the cup that he had offered to Davis and then poured another for Benjamin, who gladly took it. Benjamin took his hat off and with a sigh pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his brow.
'Thank you, General,' he gasped and drained the lemonade in two gulps. Seconds later he winced, rubbing his broad forehead from the shock of the cold beverage.
He forced a smile.
'Foolish of me, should always take it slow,' he said and then unbuttoned his jacket, removed it, and placed it over a chair. His shirt was plastered to his body with sweat, and as a soft breeze wafted by he actually sighed with delight
'General, make yourself comfortable, sir,' Judah said. 'Our president has an iron fortitude, but I'll tell you, in those last ten miles I thought I would die from the heat It is worse up here than in Richmond.'
'I agree,' Lee replied, glad for the moment of the small talk, which was customary and polite before getting to business. 'Washington has its own unique climate, which in midsummer is worse than anything to be found farther south.'
Judah poured another cup of lemonade and sipped it slowly. It was obvious that Davis wanted to press straight in, but Judah was diverting him for a moment
Lee had always liked this man, and he could tell that Judah was trying to give him a few minutes to organize his thoughts.
'The ride up was gruelling, General. Train to Winchester, where, I should add, we passed the convoys of Yankee prisoners from Gettysburg and Union Mills. I- tell you, I've never seen such a sight It was biblical in its proportions. I'm told there were ten thousand or more in that one column.
Then by horseback up the Cumberland Valley and across to here.
'We dodged several of their units, mostly militia, but some regulars as well, cavalry patrols. That's why you didn't hear of our coming. We felt it best to keep such intelligence to ourselves.'
Lee nodded, glad to hear the explanation. Of course it was obvious, the way Judah stated it, and he relaxed a bit; sending heralds ahead might only have served to alert a potential enemy. It told him as well that while he was focusing on Washington, his tenuous line of communications to the South was even more fragile than he had thought. There was really nothing at the moment to prevent enemy patrols from wandering freely right down into northern Virginia.
'Take off your jacket,' Benjamin pressed, 'let's get comfortable. If you keep yours on, sir, I will be forced to put mine back on, and that I would not care to do.'
Lee smiled, and Taylor was quickly behind him, helping him to remove the heavy wool coat. He breathed an inner sigh of relief and nodded his thanks to Judah.
He beckoned to a chair and Judah took it. Davis, who had remained silent through the interplay, removed his jacket as well, having been outvoted on the dress code for the meeting.
'We rode past General Longstreet's headquarters about three miles north of here.' Davis said, his voice quiet, even-toned. 'General Longstreet was not there, but his staff told me that yesterday our army was repulsed in front of Washington with heavy casualties.'
'Yes, that's true,' Lee replied.
'What happened?'
Lee gave him a brief review of the action. He spared the details of Hood's failure to properly coordinate the attack. He knew Hood was a favorite of the president, and besides, it would be unfair to lay blame.
Davis listened without comment, taking a sip of lemonade while Lee talked.
Finished, Lee sat back in his chair.
'Can you renew the assault?' Davis asked.
'I would prefer not to, sir. I've asked for a full muster and review of all units, which should be in by the end of the day, but I think it's safe to say that we are down to roughly thirty thousand infantry capable of bearing arms.'
'You came north, sir, with over seventy thousand men. What happened?'
'That was over seventy thousand total, sir, including artillery, cavalry, logistical support, medical personnel. Our victories at Gettysburg and Union Mills came at a price. Anderson's division, as you know, was fought out, and I detailed it to escort the prisoners back to Virginia. There have been the usual losses as well to disease, accidents, desertions, and just simple exhaustion. Just the march from Westminster to here cost us nearly five hundred men from accidents and the rigors of the road, and now the heat.'
'If you did renew the attack,' Judah asked, 'what do you estimate our losses would be in order to press through and take the city?'
'I can't begin to even guarantee that another attack would take Washington,' Lee replied. 'We tried our best yesterday, lost eight thousand, and could not press it to a conclusion.'
'To take the city, how much?' Davis asked, repeating the question.
Lee lowered his head.
'Perhaps half our remaining force,' Lee finally replied. 'With what little we'd have left, I daresay that within a fortnight we'd be forced to abandon the city and retire back into Virginia.'
Davis looked over at Benjamin, blew out noisily, and sat back in his chair.
'I came north, General Lee, under the assumption that by the time I arrived you would be into Washington, and that our secretary of state here would be discussing terms of peace with the Yankees and opening negotiations with the various embassies of Europe. I am gravely disappointed by this turn of events.
'When you proposed this campaign to me back in May, it was to serve several purposes. One was to relieve Vicksburg, an intent that has failed. A second was to defeat the Army of the Potomac, and in that you succeeded brilliantly. Yet a third was to hopefully bring Washington into our grasp; it appears that has failed as well.'
Lee listened, trying to maintain an air of patience and deference, but he felt an anger building. He knew he was tired and the day so hot that the heat was getting to him as well. He had to stay calm.
'Sir, are you dissatisfied with the results?' he asked.
'Let us say I expected more, much more, General Lee. The reports that came back to Richmond indicated that we were on the brink of a final victory that would conclude this war.'
'I never said such a thing in my reports, sir. Perhaps public enthusiasm, generated by our friends of the press, elaborated on what I reported to you in my dispatch after Union Mills. I stated in that report that I would march on Washington and probe its defenses; never did I indicate that I felt confident that I could take that position.'
'It was implied however, General Lee. Else why should I travel here, enduring the hardships of the road, and the unexpected threat of being captured.'
'We had a bit of a skirmish near Frederick,' Benjamin said. 'Nothing serious, as it turned out, just some Union militia that stumbled into us, but they gave us a few minutes of concern.'
'I'm sorry if you had such difficulties,' Lee replied, 'but I thought it would be evident that our lines of communication are by no means secure. What force I have left needs to be concentrated here, it cannot be spared elsewhere.'
'I would think the security of the president of the Confederacy would be of some concern, General Lee.'
'Sir, if I had been made aware of your intent to travel, beyond the rather vague dispatch sent up by the War Office, I would have detailed off the necessary men regardless of my needs here at the front lines.'
He knew he had transgressed with that last statement. He caught an ever-so-worried glance from Judah. Davis's features darkened but he did not reply.
'I'm sorry, sir,' Lee said. 'Do not take offense. Know from my heart that if I was aware of your presence in Maryland, I would have moved to more closely ensure your safety. You are here safe, however, and I daresay the journey in and of itself will be noted and remembered as an adventure worthy of you.'
He knew it was outright flattery but it had the proper effect. Davis seemed placated.
'Then back to the question of the moment,' Davis replied. 'Can you take Washington regardless of cost?'
'Sir, with but thirty thousand infantry, I believe we are, as of today, outnumbered. A day ago I might have questioned the fighting ability of their garrison troops, but no longer. They fought well; in fact, with courage and honor. You know as well as I the old adage that against a fortified position the attacker should outnumber the defender by at least three to one. That in a full assault the attacker can expect to lose a number equal to the total number of defenders. With those two factors alone, I would say the taking of the city would be impossible. We no
