lf through
the night, talking softly of the danger they had been in. Now that
Thomas had come, they could say HAD. For he was a very Great-heart
to them, and they could even contemplate the expected visit of
Fray Ignatius without fear; yes, indeed, with something very like
satisfaction.

CHAPTER XIII. THE ARRIVAL OF SANTA ANNA.

"What thing thou doest, bravely do;
When Heaven's clear call hath found thee,
Follow--with fervid wheels pursue,
Though thousands bray around thee."

"Mounted upon a hot and fiery steed,
Which his aspiring rider seemed to know;
With slow but stately pace kept on his course;
You would have thought the very windows spoke,
So many greedy looks of young and old,
Through casements darted their desiring eyes
Upon his visage."

Left to themselves, the two men threw off like a mask the aspect of
cheerfulness they had worn in the presence of the Senora. Thomas Worth
ate heartily, for he had been without food since morning; but Navarro
did not attempt to join his meal. He sat patiently waiting his sombre
eyes fixed upon the mental visions which circled in the enchanted
incense of his cigarette.

Presently Thomas Worth turned toward the hearth, pushed the cedar logs
on it to a focus, and at their leaping blaze lighted the pipe which he
took from his pocket. "Lopez," he said, "it strikes me that I am just
in time to prevent some infamous plan of Fray Ignatius and my uncle
Gonzaga."

"I should not have lost sight of the Senora and your sisters. I have
watched them faithfully, though for many good reasons it has been best
to appear indifferent. Will you now remain in San Antonio?"

"I have come with orders to Travis to blow up the Alamo, and fall back
upon Houston, who is at Gonzales. But I do not think the men will permit
him to do so."

"You have too many leaders. Also, they undervalue the Mexican soldiers.
I assure you they do. They fought Spain for ten years; they do not want,
then, the persistence of true valor. The Americans may die in the Alamo,
but they cannot hold it against the thousands Santa Anna will bring with
him."

"They will die, then. They have no thought of retreat, nor of any deed
that argues fear. Every man relies on himself, as if in his hand the
moment of victory lay."

"Every man will perish."

"They will not perish in vain. Defeat is only a spur to the America