Jose could lie there until morning.

While the darkness lasted he had work to do.

His purpose settled, there was no hesitancy in his movements.

His was the code of the West; his methods those of the desert and the mountains, the code and method of a fighting man.
A dim trail, rock strewn, led to the spring, where it connected with an ore road extending down the valley to Haskell.

Another trail across the spur shortened the distance to the La Rosita shaft-house.