His arms had been taken away but he suffered no ill treatment.

Despite the rapid flight of the Mexican soldiers twenty-five or thirty had been taken and they were held outside.

The Texans not knowing what to do with them decided to release them later on parole.
Ned was about to leave Sandoval's room when he met at the door a young man, perspiring, wild of eye and bearing all the other signs of haste and excitement.

It was Francisco Urrea.
"I am too late!" he cried.

"Alas! Alas! I would have had a share in this glorious combat! I should like to have taken Sandoval with my own hand! I have cause to hate that man!" Sandoval was sitting on the edge of his bed, and the eyes of the two Mexicans flashed anger at each other, Urrea went up, and shook his hand in the face of Sandoval.