16/41 A tiny shed stood there and his keen eyes marked what was beneath it. We mustn't raise our voices above whispers, but we'll go back in the brush and wait. In an hour or two all these Mexicans will be asleep. Like as not the sentinels, if they post any, will be asleep first." They withdrew deeper into the thickets, where they remained close together. They saw the fire die in the Mexican camp. |