They was already beating up the woods and bushes and gangs was riding up and down the roads, and every nigger's house fur miles around was being searched and watched.
We soon seen we would have trouble getting hosses and a rig in the village to take us to the railroad.

Many of the hosses was being ridden in the man-hunt.

And most of the men who might have done the driving was busy at that too.

The hotel-keeper himself had left his place standing wide open and went out.

We didn't get any breakfast neither.
"Danny," says the doctor, "we'll just put enough money to pay the bill in an envelope on the register here, and strike out on shank's ponies.
It's only nine or ten miles to the railroad--we'll walk." "But how about our stuff ?" I asts him.