Many people from the town, influential Mexicans, wished to see the terrible Texans, who yet lay as they had fallen.

Some spoke scornful words, but most regarded them with awe.

Ned looked at Crockett for the second time, and a hand touched him on the shoulder.

It was Urrea.
"Where are your Texans now ?" he asked.
"They are gone," replied Ned, "but they will never be forgotten." And then he added in a flash of anger.

"Five or six times as many Mexicans have gone with them." "It is true," said the young Mexican thoughtfully.