He might or might not run the gauntlet in the darkness.

The probabilities were that he would not, and hiding behind a tumulus almost midway between the two forces he took thought of his next step.
The Pyramid of the Moon rose almost directly before him, its truncated mass spotted with foliage.

Ned could see that its top was flat and instantly he took a bold resolution.

He made his way to the base of the pyramid and began to climb slowly and with great care, always keeping hidden in the vegetation.

He was certain that no Mexican would follow where he was going.