"The Texans are much scattered, but it is likely that some will come." It was strange, but it was characteristic of them, nevertheless, that no one made any mention of escape.

Many could have stolen away in the night over the lower walls.

Perhaps all could have done so, but not a single Texan ever spoke of such a thing, and not one ever attempted it.
Santa Anna moved some of his batteries and also erected two new ones.
When the work on the latter was finished all opened in another tremendous cannonade, lasting for fully an hour.

The bank of smoke was heavier than ever, and the roaring in Ned's ears was incessant, but he felt no awe now.

He was growing used to the cannon fire, and as it did so little harm he felt no apprehension.
While the fire was at its height he went down in the church and cleaned his rifle, although he took the precaution to remain in one of the covered rooms by the doorway.