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Your message!"
Yes. And then--"
We're over."
Well--?"
Of course we are out of it, we two old men," said Cossar, with his
familiar note of sudden anger. "Of course we are. Obviously. Each man
for his own time. And now--it's their time beginning. That's all
right. Excavator's gang. We do our job and go. See? That is what death
is for. We work out all our little brains and all our little emotions,
and then this lot begins afresh. Fresh and fresh! Perfectly simple.
What's the trouble?"
He paused to guide Redwood to some steps.
"Yes," said Redwood, "but one feels--"
He left his sentence incomplete.
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That is what Death is for." He heard Cossar below him insisting, "How
else could the thing be done? That is what Death is for."
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