"Can you prove all this?"
"Sure!" Al snorted. "I'll get you an affy-davit from a couple of crows that saw me."
"That is your tobacco pouch?"
"I've already said it is."
"That pouch," and again Callahan's voice rose in triumph, "was found not six feet from where Smoky fell!"
"So?"
"Al, I'd hate to have to get tough with you."
"Don't think you'd better try it."
"Loring heard you threaten to shoot Delbert."
"And I also," Loring Blade broke in, "heard Smoky threaten to shoot Al. There's more than one side to this, Jack, and suppose you simmer down?"