He, too, was in a fine uniform, irreproachably neat, and his handsome olive face was flushed.
"And so," he said, in an undertone and in Spanish to Ned, "we are here face to face again.

You have chosen your own trap, the Alamo, and it is not in human power for you to escape it now." His taunt stung, but Ned merely replied: "We shall see." Then Urrea said aloud, speaking in English, and addressing himself to the two officers: "We have come by order of General Santa Anna, President of Mexico and Commander-in-Chief of her officers, to make a demand of you." "A conference must proceed on the assumption that the two parties to it are on equal terms," said Major Morris, in civil tones.
"Under ordinary circumstances, yes," said Urrea, without abating his haughty manner one whit, "but this is a demand by a paramount authority upon rebels and traitors." He paused that his words might sink home.

All three of the Texans felt anger leap in their hearts, but they put restraint upon their words.
"What is it that you wish to say to us ?" continued Major Morris.

"If it is anything we should hear we are listening." Urrea could not subdue his love of the grandiose and theatrical.
"As you may see for yourselves," he said, "General Santa Anna has returned to Texas with an overpowering force of brave Mexican troops.
San Antonio has fallen into his hands without a struggle.

He can take the Alamo in a day.