He was making a sort of vague inspection of the camp, but he was really thinking more about the great triumph that he saw ahead.

Since he had turned renegade, leaving his own white race to join the Indians, a thing that was sometimes done, he had been stung by many defeats and he wished a great revenge that would pour oil upon all these wounds.
A bad nature grows worse with failure.

Seeking to injure his former people and failing at every turn, Braxton Wyatt hated them more and more all the time.

His wrath was particularly directed against the five who had been such great instruments in sending his careful plans astray.

His scheme with the Indian league had failed chiefly through them, but he felt that he could now come with a Spanish force that would prove irresistible.