It was for you to accept it or not as you wish." He left him upon the roof, and Ned saw the last rim of the red sun sink in the plain.

He saw the twilight come, and the Alamo fade into a dim black bulk in the darkness.

He thought once that he heard a cry of a sentinel from its walls, "All's well," but he knew that it was only fancy.

The distance was far too great.

Besides, all was not well.
When the darkness had fully come, he descended with his two benevolent jailers to a lower part of the house, where he was assigned to a small room, with a single barred window and without the possibility of escape.
His guards, after bringing him food and water, gave him a polite good night and went outside.