It's for Diane's sake! Her life, perhaps her happiness, can be saved! Hurry, man! Your answer!" "Suppose I refuse ?" he queried, with a dark and terrible earnestness.
"Then I'll kill you in your tracks! You can't move a hand! Your word or death! Hurry, Sampson! I can't last much longer.

But I can kill you before I drop.

Be a man! For her sake! Quick! Another second now--By God, I'll kill you!" "All right, Russ! I give my word," he said, and deliberately walked to the chair and fell into it, just as Morton came running up with his man.
"Put away your gun," I ordered them.

"The game's up.

Snecker and Wright are dead.