There would be no need of violence; all would go easily and end in prosperity.

Garcia would be furious at the marriage, but Garcia was a fool to expect any other result.
However, here he was, just at the beginning of things, and by no means safe from danger.

He had two hundred dollars in his boot-legs.

Had his rancheros suspected it?
Would they murder him for the money?
He hoped not; he just faintly hoped not; for he was becoming very sleepy; he was asleep.
He was awakened by a noise, or perhaps it was a touch, he scarcely knew what.

He struggled as fiercely and vainly as one who fights against a nightmare.