Would you kill him if you were me ?" Something stuck hard and fast in Philip's throat, and he made no reply.
DeBar came toward him with the hot bird on the end of his stick.

With his knife the outlaw cut the bird into two equal parts, and one of these parts he cut into quarters.

One of the smaller pieces he tossed to the hound, who devoured it at a gulp.

The half he stuck on the end of his knife and offered to his companion.
"No," said Philip.

"I can't." The eyes of the two men met, and DeBar, on his knees, slowly settled back, still gazing at the bird, said DeBar, after a moment, "don't be a fool, Steele.