But they were worn out.

Many were unable to put their feet to the ground.

The wagons were crowded with these helpless ones.

The Senora had so far recovered as to understand that within a few hours Santa Anna and the Americans must meet.

And, mentally led by Isabel's passionate hatred, she now showed a vindictiveness beyond that of any other woman.
She spent hours upon her knees, imploring the saints, and the stars, and the angel Michael, to fight against Santa Anna.