We've got to keep a sharp lookout, because we may run into 'em at any time.

I think we'd better agree that if by any luck we get separated an' can't reunite, every fellow should ride hard for San Antonio with the news." The plan seemed good to all, and, after a long wait, they rode to another clump of trees four or five hundred yards further south.

Here they saw the red glow more plainly.

It could not be more than two miles away, and they believed that to approach any nearer was to imperil their task.

Before the first light appeared the next day they would turn back on San Antonio as the heralds of Santa Anna's advance.
The four sat on their horses among the trees, darker shadows in the shadow.