midnight
They demanded a stack of tortillas a foot high and a sack of flour . Nolens-volens , squatted Don Mestal before the fire and baked bread for the wily Indians as a ransom for his cattle . Of course then the missing oxen were soon brought up , and we lost no time in getting under way . Until midnight we traveled , as Don Juan was very anxious to get away from the reservation of these Indians , which is seventy-five miles across . This night we experienced a repetition of the tactics of the night before , as regarded the safety of our herd , but Don Juan had to pay a higher ransom in the morning . While we were awaiting the arrival of the Indians with our lost steers , Chief Manuelito honored us again with his presence . He sat down at our fire , and producing a greasy deck of Spanish playing cards , he challenged Don Juan to a game of monte .