midnight
Bets were openly made that we would n't see a hostile redskin this side of Santa Fé . Covert sneers pointed many comments , and grim silence threatened more than everything else . Jondo 's face was set , but there was a calmness about his words and actions , and even the most rebellious that night knew he was least afraid of any man among us . At midnight he wakened me . `` I want you to help me , Gail , '' he said . `` The Kiowas will gather for us at Pawnee Rock . They missed us there once because they were looking for a big train , and it was there we took their captive girl .