He droned on, and no one noticed him until James Bowie stretched his tall figure, sauntered up to the monk and dropped a gold piece into his cap.

He did not stay to hear the exclamations and the gracias, but with steps that rang like metal upon metal took his way to the Alamo.
However, dangers postponed make the most timorous indifferent to them; and when General Cos did not return, and nothing was heard of Santa Anna, every one began to take up their ordinary life again.

The temper of the Americans also encouraged this disposition.

They were discovered neither to be bloodthirsty nor cannibals.

It was even seen that they enjoyed the fandango and the monte tables, and that a proposition for a bullfight at Christmas was not opposed by them.
And in spite of all anxieties, there were many sweet and unusual pleasures in the Worth home.