He saw others, dozens and dozens whom he knew, and the faces of all of them seemed peaceful to him.

The shouting and cheering and vast chatter of the Mexicans did not disturb him.

His mood was so high that all these things passed as nothing.
Ned made no attempt to escape.

He knew that while he might go about almost as he chose in this crowd of soldiers, now disorganized, the ring of cavalry beyond would hold him.

The thought of escape, however, was but little in his mind just then.