IIICAPTAIN BRONSON STOOD up. He looked at us bleakly. “You know the rest. The time machine has been moved. In coming back a portion of it must have materialized inside of a solid—the old stone wall—and caused an explosion. But what I want to know—what has been bothering me at times—did I do right to shoot Bane Borgson? I might have escaped without that.”
“He wanted to die,” said the Doctor at length.
Olson Smith inclined his head. “I don’t see what else you could have done.”
“To have left him there,” I said. “to a life in death, after all those years, no, no, that would have been too horrible!”
Bronson drew a deep breath. “That was my own thought; but I am glad you agree....”
He poured himself a drink.
“If I hadn’t seen you disappear with my own eyes,” said the Doctor. “I don’t blame
