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The
psychologist
turned
on
him
with
quiet
fury
,
"
I
do
n't
want
any
unbalanced
robots
in
existence
.
We
have
one
Nestor
that
's
definitely
unbalanced
,
eleven
more
that
are
potentially
so
,
and
sixty-two
normal
robots
that
are
being
subjected
to
an
unbalanced
environment
.
The
only
absolute
safe
method
is
complete
destruction
.
"
The
signal-burr
brought
all
three
to
a
halt
,
and
the
angry
tumult
of
growingly
unrestrained
emotion
froze
.
"
Come
in
,
"
growled
Kallner
.
It
was
Gerald
Black
,
looking
perturbed
.
He
had
heard
angry
voices
.
He
said
,
"
I
thought
I
'd
come
myself
...
did
n't
like
to
ask
anyone
else
-
"
"
What
is
it
?
Do
n't
orate
-
"
"
The
locks
of
Compartment
C
in
the
trading
ship
have
been
played
with
.
There
are
fresh
scratches
on
them
.
"
"
Compartment
C
?
"
explained
Calvin
quickly
.
"
That
's
the
one
that
holds
the
robots
,
is
n't
it
?
Who
did
it
?
"
"
From
the
inside
,
"
said
Black
,
laconically
.
"
The
lock
is
n't
out
of
order
,
is
it
?
"
"
No
.
It
's
all
right
.
