They scrambled down it, then up it and continued their flight among the bushes, while the horsemen, compelled to stop on the bank, uttered angry and baffled cries.
"The good luck is coming with the bad," said Obed.

"The foot soldiers will still follow.

They know that we're Texans and they want us.

Do you see anybody following us now, Ned ?" "I can see the heads of about a dozen men above the bushes." "Perhaps they are delegated to finish the work.

The whole army of Cos can't stop to hunt down two Texans, and when we get on that mountain, Ned, we may be able to settle with these fellows on something like fair terms." "Let's spurt a little," said Ned.
They put on extra steam, but the Mexicans seemed to have done the same, as presently, appearing a little nearer, they began to shout or fire.
Ned heard the bullets pattering on the bushes behind him.
"A hint to the wise is a stitch in time," said Obed White.