The man seemed to take it all so lightly.

But he replied in a firm voice: "I learned little of them save that they still fight.

I took care not to put myself before the muzzle of any of their rifles." The Mexican laughed again.
"A lad of wisdom, you," he said.

"They are demons with their rifles.
When the great assault is made, many a good man will speed to his long home before the Alamo is taken." So, they had already decided upon the assault.

The premonition within the Alamo was not wrong.