But these two men, Sam and Andy, knew quite well that Mrs. Shelby did
not want Eliza to be caught, so they put off as much time as they could.

They let loose their horses and Haley's too. Then they frightened and
chased them, till they raced like mad things all over the great lawns
which surrounded the house.

Whenever it seemed likely that a horse would be caught, Sam ran up,
waving his hat and shouting wildly, 'Now for it! Cotch him! Cotch him!'
This frightened the horses so much that they galloped off faster than
before.

Haley rushed up and down, shouting and using dreadful, naughty words,
and stamping with rage all the time.

At last, about twelve o'clock, Sam came riding up with Haley's horse.
'He's cotched,' he said, seemingly very proud of himself. 'I cotched
him!'

Of course, now it was too late to start before dinner. Besides, the
horses were so tired with all their running about, that they had to have
a rest.

When at last they did start, Sam led them by a wrong road. So the sun
was almost setting before they arrived at the village where Haley hoped
to find Eliza.