He belonged to a hacienda in Bernalillo, a hundred miles or more west of Santa Fe.

The Apaches had surprised the hacienda and plundered it, carrying him off because, having formerly been a captive among them, he could speak their language, manage the bow, etc.
For all this Coronado cared nothing; he wanted to know why the band had left Bernalillo; also why it had attacked his train.

The boy explained that the raiders had been driven off the southern route by a party of United States cavalry, and that, having lost a number of their braves in the fight, they had sworn vengeance on Americans.
"Did you hear them say whose train this was ?" demanded Coronado.
"No, Senor." "Do you think they knew ?" "Senor, I think not." "Whose band was this ?" "Manga Colorada's." "Where is Delgadito ?" "Delgadito went the other side of the mountain.

They were both going to fight the Moquis." "So we shall find Delgadito in the Moqui valley ?" "I think so, Senor." After a moment of reflection Coronado added, "You will stay with us and take care of mules.

I will do well by you." "Thanks, Senor.