He hated Ned and he, too, was not above taunting a prisoner.

He advanced, and put a hand upon Ned's shoulder, but the boy shook it off.
"Don't touch me," said Ned.

"I'll follow without resistance." Santa Anna laughed.
"Let him have his way for the present, Captain Urrea," he said.

"But remember that it is due to your gentleness and mercy.

Adios, Senor Fulton, we meet again to-morrow morning, and if you survive I shall report to Mr.Roylston the manner in which you may bear yourself." "Good-day," said Ned, resolved not to be outdone, even in ironical courtesy.