Shortly after, I was wandering out to the caballada to look after my
horse, when the sound of a bugle fell upon my ear. It was the signal
for the men to assemble, and I turned back towards the camp.
As I re-entered it, Seguin was standing near his tent, with the bugle
still in his hand. The hunters were gathering around him.
They were soon all assembled, and stood in groups, waiting for the chief
to speak.
"Comrades!" said Seguin, "to-morrow we break up this camp for an
expedition against the enemy. I have brought you together that you may
know my plans and lend me your advice."
A murmur of applause followed this announcement. The breaking up of a
camp is always joyous news to men whose trade is war. It seemed to have
a like effect upon this motley group of guerilleros.