Ned judged from the nature of the ambush that they had fallen among brigands, then so prevalent in Mexico, and the thought gave him relief.

Soldiers would carry him back to Santa Anna, but surely brigands would not trouble long those who had nothing to lose.
"It is well, friends, that you obey so quickly," said a man in gaudy costume as he stepped from the bushes followed by a half dozen others, evil looking fellows, all carrying guns and pistols.

Ned noticed that two of the guns were rifles of long and slender barrel, undoubtedly of American make.
"Good-evening, Captain," said Obed White in his smoothest tones.

"We were expecting to meet you, as we learned that we are in the territory which you rule so well." The man frowned and then smiled.
"I see that you are a man of humor, amigo," he said, "and it is well.
Your information is correct.

I rule this territory.