— till death do us part! They are breaking down the bedroom door, Joseph my dearest.
— hang on! I’m almost through here.
— they have broken it down, Joe. They are coming toward me. Good-bye my darling! I am very happy. Abruptly her “voice ‘ stopped.
He was facing the box that housed the disarming circuit, alarms clanging in his ears; he took from his pocket another gadget and tried it. The blast that shattered the box caught him full in the chest.
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The letters on the metal marker read:
TO THE MEMORY OF MR. AND MRS. JOSEPH GREENE WHO, NEAR THIS SPOT, DIED FOR ALL THEIR FELLOW MEN