"Only justice," Naiche agreed. An owl hooted three times, and Naiche said, "The signal. A scout returns." Geronimo said, "Come." They rose and made their way to the camp of Mangus Coloradus. A short time later, dressed as a Mexican and driving a burro, Pedro Gonzalez loomed up in the darkness. He had been to Mexico in advance of the warriors to gather such information as he could. Mangus Coloradus rose to meet him. "What saw you?" he asked. "I saw _rurales_," Pedro said. "I even talked with them, since they thought me a Mexican. There are two companies of foot soldiers and two companies of horse soldiers. Among them are those who attacked us at Kas-Kai-Ya. But they are not now at Kas-Kai-Ya. They are at Arispe, in the Mexican state of Sonora and to the west of Kas-Kai-Ya." [Illustration] Geronimo blurted, "Then we go to Arispe!" "To Arispe!" Naiche echoed. Mangus Coloradus asked haughtily, "Do warriors decide where the battle shall be fought?" "I will fight the _rurales_ who killed my wife, my mother, and my children," Geronimo said stubbornly. "If we must attack the people of Kas-Kai-Ya, that may come afterwards." Naiche growled, "I fight beside my friend." "We will all go to Arispe," Mangus Coloradus said. "We will start at once. For in truth we must fight the _rurales_ who massacred our people." "I shall tell Cochise," Naiche said. Mangus Coloradus said, "Ask Cochise to inform Whoa. Tell both that we join forces before Arispe." "I shall inform Whoa," Naiche promised. Naiche disappeared in the darkness. The word spread like wind-driven wildfire, and warriors prepared to march. Nobody was mounted. Even with almost a year to make ready, there had not been enough time to capture war horses for everyone. Besides, so great a number of horsemen would be far easier to detect than foot soldiers, so nobody rode. Geronimo felt in the darkness to make sure his knife was at his belt. In turn he fingered his powder horn, the pouch of beads, his parcel of jerked meat, and his parcel of parched corn. He hung over his shoulder the blanket that served him as bed by night and clothing by day. Like all the rest of the warriors, he was going into battle wearing as little clothing as possible, and the blanket would be flung aside when the fight started. Taking his lance in his left hand, Geronimo carried his shotgun in his right hand. Mangus Coloradus said, "Lead on." Geronimo strode into the darkness. Partly because he knew Mexico so well, and partly because of his marvelous sense of direction, he had been appointed guide for the entire expedition. In late afternoon of the third day following, they came before the walled town of Arispe.