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 break-
fast 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. We
had two big cases full of sample bottles of that dope,
besides our suit cases.
"Hang the dope!" says the doctor, "I don't
ever want to see it or hear of it again! We'll leave
it here. Put the things out of your suit case into
mine, and leave that here too. Sam can carry
mine. I want to be on the move."
So we left, with Sam carrying the one suit case.
It wasn't nine in the morning yet, and we was
starting out purty empty fur a long walk.
"Sam," says the doctor, as we was passing that
there Big Bethel church--and it showed up there
silent and shabby in the morning, like a old coloured
man that knows a heap more'n he's going to tell--
"Sam, were you at the meeting here last night?"
"Yass, suh!"
"I suppose it was a pretty tame affair after they
found out their Elisha wasn't coming after all?"
Sam, he walled his eyes, and then he kind of
chuckled.
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