They still doubted, I think, our mortality.

As yet they had seen no mighty stranger bleed or die.
Arana would have kept his garrison within the walls.

But indeed it was not healthful for them there, and at the very word of confinement faction rose.

There were now two parties in La Navidad, the Commandant's party and Escobedo's party.
The heat increased.

It was now March.