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"
We
sort
of
got
to
talking
.
I
have
been
seeing
a
lot
of
her
lately
.
"
He
opened
his
eyes
wide
and
frowned
,
"
Say
,
Bogie
,
have
you
been
noticing
anything
queer
about
the
lady
lately
?
"
Bogert
relaxed
into
an
undignified
grin
,
"
She
's
using
lipstick
,
if
that
's
what
you
mean
.
"
"
Hell
,
I
know
that
.
Rouge
,
powder
and
eye
shadow
,
too
.
She
's
a
sight
.
But
it
's
not
that
.
I
ca
n't
put
my
finger
on
it
.
It
's
the
way
she
talks
--
as
if
she
were
happy
about
something
.
"
He
thought
a
little
,
and
then
shrugged
.
The
other
allowed
himself
a
leer
,
which
,
for
a
scientist
past
fifty
,
was
not
a
bad
job
,
"
Maybe
she
's
in
love
.
"
Ashe
allowed
his
eyes
to
close
again
,
"
You
're
nuts
,
Bogie
.
You
go
speak
to
Herbie
;
I
want
to
stay
here
and
go
to
sleep
.
"
"
Right
!
Not
that
I
particularly
like
having
a
robot
tell
me
my
job
,
nor
that
I
think
he
can
do
it
!
"
A
soft
snore
was
his
only
answer
.
Herbie
listened
carefully
as
Peter
Bogert
,
hands
in
pockets
,
spoke
with
elaborate
indifference
.
"
So
there
you
are
.
I
've
been
told
you
understand
these
things
,
and
I
am
asking
you
more
in
curiosity
than
anything
else
.
My
line
of
reasoning
,
as
I
have
outlined
it
,
involves
a
few
doubtful
steps
,
I
admit
,
which
Dr.
Lanning
refuses
to
accept
,
and
the
picture
is
still
rather
incomplete
.
"
The
robot
did
n't
answer
,
and
Bogert
said
,
"
Well
?
"
