At one point, she was afraid she’d gone too far. One of the men, the young one who commented about Buffalo Bill’s Wild West show, was blubbering, crying and having a little tantrum and Maria actually felt sorry for him. She could hear the pain and frustration and panic in his cries and decided not to do that to them again.
Some of the men fired in the direction of her voice and Maria laughed at them. They couldn’t touch her and were nearly driven mad by her jeers. She was impressed when the colonel made them stop. He did not want the hare killed, only captured. She developed a little respect for him because of that.
She eventually left them to work their way through the little thorn forest and rode quickly to a high spot and watched them from a quarter mile away finally drag themselves through and regroup. They were disoriented until she called out. “Yoo hoo, boys. Over here!” She waved and gave them just enough time to pull their guns. She turned and rode over the hill and out of sight. Maria's Trail