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"
Oh
--
I
would
n't
remember
exactly
.
Besides
I
could
n't
repeat
it
.
You
know
how
you
get
when
you
're
excited
.
"
His
embarrassed
laugh
was
almost
a
giggle
,
"
I
sort
of
have
a
tendency
to
strong
language
.
"
"
That
's
quite
all
right
,
"
she
replied
,
with
prim
severity
.
"
At
the
moment
,
I
'm
a
psychologist
.
I
would
like
to
have
you
repeat
exactly
what
you
said
as
nearly
as
you
remember
,
and
,
even
more
important
,
the
exact
tone
of
voice
you
used
.
"
Black
looked
at
his
commanding
officer
for
support
,
found
none
.
His
eyes
grew
round
and
appalled
,
"
But
I
ca
n't
.
"
"
You
must
.
"
"
Suppose
,
"
said
Bogert
,
with
ill-hidden
amusement
,
"
you
address
me
.
You
may
find
it
easier
.
"
The
young
man
's
scarlet
face
turned
to
Bogert
.
He
swallowed
.
"
I
said
"
His
voice
faded
out
.
He
tried
again
,
"
I
said
-
"
And
he
drew
a
deep
breath
and
spewed
it
out
hastily
in
one
long
succession
of
syllables
.
Then
,
in
the
charged
air
that
lingered
,
he
concluded
almost
in
tears
,
"
...
more
or
less
.
I
do
n't
remember
the
exact
order
of
what
I
called
him
,
and
maybe
I
left
out
something
or
put
in
something
,
but
that
was
about
it
.
"
Only
the
slightest
flush
betrayed
any
feeling
on
the
part
of
the
robopsychologist
.
She
said
,
"
I
am
aware
of
the
meaning
of
most
of
the
terms
used
.
The
others
,
I
suppose
,
are
equally
derogatory
.
"
"
I
'm
afraid
so
,
"
agreed
the
tormented
Black
.
