Muro was delighted at the position assigned him, and thought he saw the slightest bit of feeling on the part of Uraso; but this was soon quelled when John took Uraso aside and said: "I want you with me, as you know how to handle and direct the men."
"I have no right to feel offended because you have given Muro this post. He is the best man."
"He is no better than you, but you are better than he for the position required when the charge is made."
This was, really, true. John knew the capacities of each. Muro was a better tactician, but Uraso had a much better hold on the affections of the warriors, and he was a fearless and intrepid fighter.
The boys could not help admiring the fine situ[p. 177]ation of the village, and the imposing appearance of the town.
"See that building facing this way? It has pillars different from the building to the left. Why do you suppose they made them unlike?" was George's query, as they sat in the wagon with John during the afternoon waiting for night to come.
"I suppose they wanted to put in the different kinds of architecture, simply as a freak, or for some other purpose that I have not yet settled in my mind. If I am not mistaken there are at least three different orders of architecture represented in the buildings. On the other side of the town you can see another building, somewhat smaller than the one to the left, which has still different columns."
"I imagine the one fronting us is the main building. What order does that belong to?"
"That is a Doric front. It had its origin in the log hut, which was called Dorus."
"How many kinds of architecture are there?"