his wide curve, knowing that in this case the longest
way around was the best and safest, and he gradually passed into a
stretch of chaparral beyond the town. Crossing it, he came into a
meadow, and then he suddenly heard the soft pad of feet. He sought to
spring back into the chaparral, but a huge dim figure bore down upon
him, and then his heart recovered its normal beat when he saw that it
was only Old Jack.

Ned stroked the great muzzle affectionately, but he was compelled to put
away his friend.

"No, faithful comrade," he said. "I can't take you with me. I'd like to
do it, but there's no room in a church for a horse as big as you are.
Go now! Go at once, or the Mexicans will get you!"

He struck the horse smartly on the jaw. Old Jack looked at him
reproachfully, but turned and trotted away from the town. Ned continued
his scout. This proof of affection from a dumb brute cheered him.

An hour's cautious work brought him to the far side of the wood. As well
as he could judge, nearly all the Mexican troopers were asleep around
two fires, but they had posted sentinels who walked back and forth,
calling at intervals "Sentinela alerte" to one another. Obviously there
had been no increase in their force. They were sufficient to maintain a
blockade of the church, but too few to surround it completely.

He went two or three miles to the west and, seeing no evidence that the
main force was approaching, he decided to return to the church. His
original curve had taken him by the south side of the wood, and he would
return by the north side in order that his examination might be
complete.

He walked rapidly, as the night was far advanced, and the sky was very
clear, with bright stars twinkling in myriads. He did not wish day to
catch him outside the mission. It was a prairie country, with patches of
forest here and there, and as he crossed from one wood to another he was
wholly without cover.

He was within a mile of the mission when he heard the faint tread of
horses' hoofs, and he concluded that Old Jack, contrary to orders, was
coming forward to meet him again. He paused, but the faint tread
suddenly became rapid and heavy. A half dozen horsemen who had ridden
into the prairie had caught sight of him and now they were galloping
toward him. The brightness of the night showed Ned at once that they
were Mexican cavalrymen, and as he was on foot he was at a great
disadvantage.

He ran at full speed for the nearest gr