The sheriff he try to make me keel heem--he try to buy me to do eet--he keel Dick Marr heemself!" "That's right!" spoke Creagan, suddenly white and haggard.

His voice was a cringing whine; his eyes groveled.

"Marr was at Lisner's house.
We all went over there after the fight.

Lisner waked Marr up--he'd been tryin' to egg Marr on to kill Foy all day, but Marr was too drunk.

He was sobering up when we waked him.