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Buy a paper , Sir ! Here 's your last edition , all ` bout the dreadful murder '' . _ `` John Coots , '' said several voices all at once , `` Why he 's been here a half dozen times today . '' `` I 've drank with him , '' said one , `` at that bar twice since noon . He had a strange look out of his eyes ; and I heard him mutter something to himself . '' `` Yes , '' said another , `` I heard him say he was going to kill somebody , ` one or the other 's got to die , ' what does the paper say ? '' `` LOVE , JEALOUSY , AND MURDER . ''