It was very late, and they would postpone the attack until morning.

Hence, they tethered their horses in sight of the Mexican camp, set many sentinels and deliberately began to cook their suppers.
It was all very strange and unreal to Ned.

Having started for a battle it was battle he wanted at once and the wait of a night rested heavily upon his nerves.
"Take it easy, Ned," said Obed, who observed him.

"Willful haste makes woeful fight.

Eat your supper and then you'd better lie down and sleep if you can.