We'll soon be on our way to Texas." "But this is Mexico, and it is Santa Anna who holds us." "That is true, and it is Santa Anna who is our best friend." Ned did not dispute the sanguine saying.

He saw that Mr.Austin had his opinion, and he had his.

The door was opened again in a half hour and a soldier brought them their supper.

Young de Zavala, who was their immediate guardian, also entered and stood by while they ate.

They had never received poor food, and to-night Mexican hospitality exerted itself--at the insistence of Santa Anna, Ned surmised.