[Concluding chapter sixteen]
Cleburne handed the spy-glass to Travis without a word. The walls of Fort Walker weren’t very high, but they were high enough to allow Travis to watch Reynolds disappear down the street.
“Want someone to be after him?” Cleburne asked.
“I don’t think it’ll be necessary,” Travis said. “I don’t think there’s a lot of point to hunting him down at this stage, do you?” He felt little joy at their success—he felt little of anything, in fact—and that bothered him. After all I’ve been through, he thought, this should mean more to me.
“If you’re asking me,” Cleburne said, “you’re making the right decision. He’s completely discredited now; he can’t hurt you anymore.”
“Probably on his way to Mexico,” Travis said. “Santa Anna will no doubt find some use for him. And perhaps he’ll come back to be a problem for us at some point in the future. But we can’t afford to worry about that now, can we?” And that’s why I’m not as happy as I’d like to be, he thought.
“We can’t,” Cleburne said. “Walker’s still out there, and you’ve precious few men available for fighting him as it is. You don’t want to be sending anyone on a chase after Reynolds—like I said, he’s spent.”
“Let’s go back down, then,” Travis said, “and see what we can do about sending a force out to meet Walker before he gets here.”
Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter TwelveCleburne handed the spy-glass to Travis without a word. The walls of Fort Walker weren’t very high, but they were high enough to allow Travis to watch Reynolds disappear down the street.
“Want someone to be after him?” Cleburne asked.
“I don’t think it’ll be necessary,” Travis said. “I don’t think there’s a lot of point to hunting him down at this stage, do you?” He felt little joy at their success—he felt little of anything, in fact—and that bothered him. After all I’ve been through, he thought, this should mean more to me.
“If you’re asking me,” Cleburne said, “you’re making the right decision. He’s completely discredited now; he can’t hurt you anymore.”
“Probably on his way to Mexico,” Travis said. “Santa Anna will no doubt find some use for him. And perhaps he’ll come back to be a problem for us at some point in the future. But we can’t afford to worry about that now, can we?” And that’s why I’m not as happy as I’d like to be, he thought.
“We can’t,” Cleburne said. “Walker’s still out there, and you’ve precious few men available for fighting him as it is. You don’t want to be sending anyone on a chase after Reynolds—like I said, he’s spent.”
“Let’s go back down, then,” Travis said, “and see what we can do about sending a force out to meet Walker before he gets here.”
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