"I don't think another will ever get so near him, but if he should you see that my horse knows how to take care of himself." Ned wandered back toward the convent yard.

It was now late, but a clear moon was shining.

He saw the figures of the sentinels clearly on the walls, but he was confident that no attack would be made by the Mexicans that night.

His great tension and excitement began to relax and he felt that he could sleep.
He decided that the old hospital would be a good place, and, taking his blankets, he entered the long room of that building.

Only the moonlight shone there, but a friendly voice hailed him at once.
"It's time you were hunting rest, Ned," said Davy Crockett.