"I told you not to shoot that man." And here he swore heartily, for which we must endeavor to forgive him, seeing that he belonged to the army.
Coronado interfered.

"My dear Lieutenant! after all, they were robbers.
They deserved punishment." And so on.
Texas Smith looked less angry and more discomfited than might have been expected, considering his hardening life and ferocious nature.
"Didn't s'p'ose you really keered much for the cuss," he said, glancing respectfully at the imperious and angry face of the young officer.
"Well, never mind now," growled Thurstane.

"It's done, and can't be undone.

But, by Jove, I do hate useless massacre.

Fighting is another thing." Sheathing his fury, he rode off rapidly toward the wagons, followed in silence by the others.