“Lemme think a minute,” said Tom. “I’m all froze.”
“I’m sick and froze,” groaned Dave.
“So’m I. I saw the knife. Did you?”
“Yes,” sobbed Dave. “I saw him draw it out an’ stick it into ’im.”
“Yes,” shuddered Tom, “an’ I saw him fall on his face.”
“Oh!” exclaimed Dave. “Did you ’ear ’im?”
“Don’t!” said Tom, “I can ’ear ’im now. Hist! what’s that?”
Dave lay still and shivering.
He was too terrified to speak.