They felt that they had wasted themselves.

They had marched into a trap, which the Mexicans were able to close upon them before they could strike a single blow for Texas.

Now they were herded like cattle being driven to a stable.
They reached the town of Goliad, and the Mexican women and children, rejoicing in the triumph of their men, came out to meet them, uttering many shrill cries as they chattered to one another.

Ned understood them, but he was glad that the others did not.

Young Urrea rode up by the side of him and said: "Well, you and your comrades have now arrived at our good town of Goliad.