If they saw him he might be able to pass for a Mexican.

He must succeed.
He lowered himself from the crowning platform of the pyramid and began the descent.

The cold rain pattered upon him and his body was weak from privation, but his spirit was strong, and with steady hand and foot he went down.

He paused several times to look at the camp.

Five or six fires still burned there, but they flickered wildly in the wind and rain.