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"You must save your kin, and perhaps, as you hope, you can rejoin us in time." "Farewell," said Urrea, "but you will see me again soon." He spurred his horse, a powerful animal, and went ahead at a gallop. Soon he disappeared over the swells of the prairie. "I hate to see him go," growled the Ring Tailed Panther. "Mexicans are uncertain even when they are on your side.
Ned quickly decided. He remembered how they had escaped up the bed of the creek when they were besieged by Urrea, and if one could leave by an arroyo, one could also approach by it. He rode to the group of trees that had been designated as the place of meeting, and left his horse there.
I wish to speak to you!" Ned stood up, his entire figure now being revealed, and replied: "I have been appointed spokesman for our company. What do you want?" Urrea started slightly in his saddle, and then regarded Ned with a look of mingled irony and hatred. "And so," he said, "our paths cross again. You escaped us at the Alamo.
Ned climbed upon the walls, and examined all the surrounding country. He saw lights in the wood, and now and then he discerned the figures of Mexican horsemen, riding in a circle about the church, members of the patrol that had been left by General Urrea. He did not think it a difficult thing to cut through this patrol, but the Texans, in their flight, must become disorganized to a certain extent.
That is why I came among you and claimed to be one of you. You were fools to think that I, Francisco Urrea, could ever fight for Texas against Mexico." "It seems that we were," said Ned. Urrea laughed somewhat scornfully. "There are some Mexicans born here in Texas who are so foolish," he said, "but they do not know Mexico.
He was now heart and soul for the war, knowing that there was no other resort, but for battle he did not feel himself fitted. Ned introduced Obed as the companion of most of his wanderings, and Obed received a warm greeting. Then other men in the great tent came forward, and Ned, surprised, saw that one of them was Urrea, dressed neatly, handsome and smiling. But the boy was glad to see him.
Then he extended his walk back and forth a little further, scanning carefully the dusky plain. A light wind sprang up after a while, and it brought a low but heavy and measured tread to his ears. The Panther's first impulse was to awaken his friends, because this might be the band of Urrea, but he hesitated a moment, and then lay down with his ear to the earth.
What could it be but a signal? and that signal to the enemies of the Texans! And yet Urrea did not look like a villain and traitor. There was certainly no malevolence in his face, which on the other hand had rather a melancholy cast, as he stood there on the bough before swinging to the ground. Ned strengthened his will. He had seen what he had seen.
Bowie had not asked him, as he did not seem to fancy the young Mexican, but Ned put it down to racial prejudice. Urrea had not been visible when they started, but Ned thought chagrin at being ignored was the cause of it. Fannin also went along, associated with Bowie in the leadership, but Bowie was the animating spirit.
"I am too late!" he cried. "Alas! Alas! I would have had a share in this glorious combat! I should like to have taken Sandoval with my own hand! I have cause to hate that man!" Sandoval was sitting on the edge of his bed, and the eyes of the two Mexicans flashed anger at each other, Urrea went up, and shook his hand in the face of Sandoval. Sandoval shook his in the face of Urrea.
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