The Death of George Wilson

The young Greek Michaelis, who ran the coffee joint beside the ash heaps, was the principal witness at the inquest. He had slept through the heat until after five when he strolled over to the garage and found George Wilson sick in his office. "'I've got my wife locked up in there,' explained Wilson calmly. 'He's going to stay there till the day after tomorrow, and then we're going to move away' The death car, as the newspapers called it, didn't stop. It came out of the gathering darkness, wavered tragically for a moment, and then disappeared around the next bend. A moment later she rushed out into the dusk, waving her hands and