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"
Very
well
,
then
.
We
'll
see
what
comes
of
the
morning
conference
.
"
Bogert
saw
her
politely
to
the
door
and
grimaced
eloquently
when
she
left
.
He
saw
no
reason
to
change
his
perennial
opinion
of
her
as
a
sour
and
fidgety
frustration
.
Susan
Calvin
's
train
of
thought
did
not
include
Bogert
in
the
least
.
She
had
dismissed
him
years
ago
as
a
smooth
and
pretentious
sleekness
.
Gerald
Black
had
taken
his
degree
in
etheric
physics
the
year
before
and
,
in
common
with
his
entire
generation
of
physicists
,
found
himself
engaged
in
the
problem
of
the
Drive
.
He
now
made
a
proper
addition
to
the
general
atmosphere
of
these
meetings
on
Hyper
Base
.
In
his
stained
white
smock
,
he
was
half
rebellious
and
wholly
uncertain
.
His
stocky
strength
seemed
striving
for
release
and
his
fingers
,
as
they
twisted
each
other
with
nervous
yanks
,
might
have
forced
an
iron
bar
out
of
true
.
Major-general
Kallner
sat
beside
him
,
the
two
from
U.
S.
Robots
faced
him
.
Black
said
,
"
I
'm
told
that
I
was
the
last
to
see
Nestor
10
before
he
vanished
.
I
take
it
you
want
to
ask
me
about
that
.
"
Dr.
Calvin
regarded
him
with
interest
,
"
You
sound
as
if
you
were
not
sure
,
young
man
.
Do
n't
you
know
whether
you
were
the
last
to
see
him
?
"
"
He
worked
with
me
,
ma'am
,
on
the
field
generators
,
and
he
was
with
me
the
morning
of
his
disappearance
.
I
do
n't
know
if
anyone
saw
him
after
about
noon
.
No
one
admits
having
done
so
.
"
"
Do
you
think
anyone
's
lying
about
it
?
"
