It was merely some scout or skirmisher who had sent the fugitive bullet across the river, but it was enough.

The Mexican intentions were now evident.
Ned went off duty toward morning and slept a few hours in one of the cabins.

When he awoke he ate a hearty breakfast and went back to the river.

About half of the eighteen had taken naps, but they were all gathered once more along the Guadalupe.

Ned observed the Mexican camp and saw some movement there.