At the bar Your first night out in years and you go home at ten o’clock.”And now, on the one night, you insist on turning in early.“Mustn’t crowd my luck,” said Braling“What did you do, put sleeping powder in your wife's coffee?
Look up, there!” said Blaring. They both stared up through the dark the window above them, on the second floor, a shade was raised. A man about thirty-five years old, with a touch of gray at either temple, sad
walking down town
you are finally dead!!
Mr. Braling hearing tick tick tick" oh no it cant be"“It is.”Let me listen again.”Tick-tick-tick-tick-.Smith staggered back and fluttered his eyelids, and He reached out and touched the warm hands and the cheeks of the thing.
" I'll never get to Rio"You’re what?” “And I’ve been thinking,” said Braling Two, “how nice it is in Rio and how I’ll never get there, and I've thought about your wife and I think we could be very happy.”
Braling 2 killing Mr. Braling "goodbye Braling"Braling Two said, “I’m going to put you in the box, lock it, and lose the key. Then I’ll buy another Rio ticket for your wife.“Now, now, wait a minute. Hold on. Don’t be rash. Let’s talk this over!”“Good-by, Braling.”Stiffened
Braling 2 and Mr. Braling's wife on the bed" you have not done that in years"?