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Gregory
Powell
said
,
"
Where
's
the
nearest
shower
?
"
They
were
led
away
.
They
were
gathered
,
all
of
them
,
about
a
table
.
It
was
a
full
staff
meeting
of
the
brains
of
U.
S.
Robot
amp
;
Mechanical
Men
Corp.
.
Slowly
and
climactically
,
Powell
and
Donovan
finished
a
graphic
and
resounding
story
.
Susan
Calvin
broke
the
silence
that
followed
.
In
the
few
days
that
had
elapsed
she
bad
recovered
her
icy
,
somewhat
acid
,
calm
--
but
still
a
trace
of
embarrassment
broke
through
.
"
Strictly
speaking
,
"
she
said
,
"
this
was
my
fault
--
all
of
it
.
When
we
first
presented
this
problem
to
The
Brain
,
as
I
hope
some
of
you
remember
,
I
went
to
great
lengths
to
impress
upon
it
the
importance
of
rejecting
any
item
of
information
capable
of
creating
a
dilemma
.
In
doing
so
I
said
something
like
'
Do
n't
get
excited
about
the
death
of
humans
.
We
do
n't
mind
it
at
all
.
Just
give
the
sheet
back
and
forget
it
.
'
"
"
Hm-m-m
,
"
said
Lanning
.
"
What
follows
?
"
