"I know you didn't take it," Earl told him.

"He don't mean nothing by it, miss," Earl told me.

Earl told me later how he struggled with himself.

Earl told him that a kangaroo court was no place to conduct a reasoned defense.

Earl told him his theory about the nurses and the double dose.

"Walk with me," Earl told him, keeping a brisk pace toward his office at the back of the department.

It was a real shame, Earl told the audience in his imagination.

After his mayoral loss, Earl told his friends he was through with politics.

He averted his eyes when Earl told him what to do.

"Still the best hands in the business," Earl told her as he stepped to the counter and scribbled medication orders.