They were evidently in high good humor, as they laughed frequently.
Ned lay down just within the shadow of a tent wall, drew his serape higher about his face, and rested his head upon his arm.

He would have seemed sound asleep to an ordinary observer, but he was never more wide awake in his life.

He was near enough to hear what Urrea and his friends were saying, and he intended to hear it.

It was for such that he had come.
"You lose, Francisco," said one of the men as he made a throw of the dice and looked eagerly at the result.

"What was it that you were saying about the general ?" "That I expect an early advance, Ramon," replied Urrea, "a brief campaign, and a complete victory.