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The
information
,
as
given
,
must
involve
a
dilemma
--
probably
involves
death
.
If
something
has
gone
wrong
-
"
Bogert
said
quietly
,
"
The
machine
talks
and
makes
sense
.
It
ca
n't
be
a
dilemma
.
"
But
the
psychologist
replied
urgently
,
"
There
are
dilemmas
and
dilemmas
.
There
are
different
forms
of
escape
.
Suppose
The
Brain
is
only
mildly
caught
;
just
badly
enough
,
say
,
to
be
suffering
from
the
delusion
that
he
can
solve
the
problem
,
when
he
ca
n't
.
Or
suppose
it
's
teetering
on
the
brink
of
something
really
bad
,
so
that
any
small
push
shoves
it
over
.
"
"
Suppose
,
"
said
Lanning
,
"
there
is
no
dilemma
.
Suppose
Consolidated
's
machine
broke
down
over
a
different
question
,
or
broke
down
for
purely
mechanical
reasons
.
"
"
But
even
so
,
"
insisted
Calvin
,
"
we
could
n't
take
chances
.
Listen
,
from
now
on
,
no
one
is
to
as
much
as
breathe
to
The
Brain
.
I
'm
taking
over
.
"
"
All
right
,
"
sighed
Lanning
,
"
take
over
,
then
.
And
meanwhile
we
'll
let
The
Brain
build
its
ship
.
And
if
it
does
build
it
,
we
'll
have
to
test
it
.
"
He
was
ruminating
,
"
We
'll
need
our
top
field
men
for
that
.
"
Michael
Donovan
brushed
down
his
red
hair
with
a
violent
motion
of
his
hand
and
a
total
indifference
to
the
fact
that
the
unruly
mass
sprang
to
attention
again
immediately
.
He
said
,
"
Call
the
turn
now
,
Greg
.
They
say
the
ship
is
finished
.
They
do
n't
know
what
it
is
,
but
it
's
finished
.
Let
's
go
,
Greg
.
Let
's
grab
the
controls
right
now
.
"
Powell
said
wearily
,
"
Cut
it
,
Mike
.
There
's
a
peculiar
overripe
flavor
to
your
humor
at
its
freshest
,
and
the
confined
atmosphere
here
is
n't
helping
it
.
"
