The women were even more bitter than the men against the Mexicans.
Ned passed a long day by the Guadalupe, keeping his place most of the time at the ford with the Ring Tailed Panther, who was far less patient than he.
"My teeth an' claws will shorely get dull with me a-settin' here an' doin' nothin'," said Palmer.

"I can roar an' I can keep on roarin' but what's the good of roarin' when you can't do any bitin' an' tearin' ?" "Patience will have its perfect fight," said Obed, giving one of his misquotations.

"I've always heard that every kind of panther would lie very quiet until the chance came for him to spring." The Ring Tailed Panther growled between his shut teeth.
The sight of the Mexican force in the afternoon became absolutely tantalizing.

Although it was early autumn the days were still very hot at times and Castenada's men were certainly taking their ease.

Ned could see many of them enjoying the siesta, and through a pair of glasses he saw others lolling luxuriously and smoking cigarettes.