There they also sought for news of him, it would appear.
You will recall, however, that Bud had ridden slowly into the business district of Crater, and his passing had been unmarked except by the barking of dogs that spent their nights in yammering at every sound and so were never taken seriously.

The three horsemen were plainly nonplussed and conferred together in low tones before they rode on.

It was evident that they meant to find Bud if they could.

What they meant to do with him Bud did not attempt to conjecture.

He did not intend to be found.
After a while the horsemen rode back to the hotel, got the landlord out with less difficulty than before and had another talk with him.
"He stole a horse from Dave Truman," Bud heard one of the three say distinctly.