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"
No
!
"
Susan
Calvin
burst
into
body-racking
gusts
of
wild
laughter
,
"
not
dead
--
merely
insane
.
I
confronted
him
with
the
insoluble
dilemma
,
and
he
broke
down
.
You
can
scrap
him
now-because
he
'll
never
speak
again
.
"
Lanning
was
on
his
knees
beside
the
thing
that
had
been
Herbie
.
His
fingers
touched
the
cold
,
unresponsive
metal
face
and
he
shuddered
.
"
You
did
that
on
purpose
.
"
He
rose
and
faced
her
,
face
contorted
.
"
What
if
I
did
?
You
ca
n't
help
it
now
.
"
And
in
a
sudden
access
of
bitterness
,
"
He
deserved
it
.
"
The
director
seized
the
paralysed
,
motionless
Bogert
by
the
wrist
,
"
What
's
the
difference
.
Come
,
Peter
.
"
He
sighed
,
"
A
thinking
robot
of
this
type
is
worthless
anyway
.
"
His
eyes
were
old
and
tired
,
and
he
repeated
,
"
Come
,
Peter
!
"
It
was
minutes
after
the
two
scientists
left
that
Dr.
Susan
Calvin
regained
part
of
her
mental
equilibrium
.
Slowly
,
her
eyes
turned
to
the
living-dead
Herbie
and
the
tightness
returned
to
her
face
.
Long
she
stared
while
the
triumph
faded
and
the
helpless
frustration
returned
--
and
of
all
her
turbulent
thoughts
only
one
infinitely
bitter
word
passed
her
lips
.
"
Liar
!
"
That
finished
it
for
then
,
naturally
.
I
knew
I
could
n't
get
any
more
out
of
her
after
that
.
She
just
sat
there
behind
her
desk
,
her
white
face
cold
and
--
remembering
.
I
said
,
"
Thank
you
,
Dr.
Calvin
!
"
but
she
did
n't
answer
.
It
was
two
days
before
I
could
get
to
see
her
again
.
When
I
did
see
Susan
Calvin
again
,
it
was
at
the
door
of
her
office
.
Files
were
being
moved
out
.
She
said
,
"
How
are
your
articles
coming
along
,
young
man
?
"
