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"
You
mean
the
Machines
,
"
I
said
.
"
The
Brain
you
talked
about
was
the
first
of
the
Machines
,
was
n't
it
?
"
"
Yes
,
it
was
,
but
it
's
not
the
Machines
I
was
thinking
of
.
Rather
of
a
man
.
He
died
last
year
.
"
Her
voice
was
suddenly
deeply
sorrowful
.
"
Or
at
least
he
arranged
to
die
,
because
he
knew
we
needed
him
no
longer
.
Stephen
Byerley
.
"
"
Yes
,
I
guessed
that
was
who
you
meant
.
"
"
He
first
entered
public
office
in
2032
.
You
were
only
a
boy
then
,
so
you
would
n't
remember
the
strangeness
of
it
.
His
campaign
for
the
Mayoralty
was
certainly
the
queerest
in
history
-
!
"
Francis
Quinn
was
a
politician
of
the
new
school
.
That
,
of
course
,
is
a
meaningless
expression
,
as
are
all
expressions
of
the
sort
.
Most
of
the
"
new
schools
"
we
have
were
duplicated
in
the
social
life
of
ancient
Greece
,
and
perhaps
,
if
we
knew
more
about
it
,
in
the
social
life
of
ancient
Sumeria
and
in
the
lake
dwellings
of
prehistoric
Switzerland
as
well
.
But
,
to
get
out
from
under
what
promises
to
be
a
dull
and
complicated
beginning
,
it
might
be
best
to
state
hastily
that
Quinn
neither
ran
for
office
nor
canvassed
for
votes
,
made
no
speeches
and
stuffed
no
ballot
boxes
.
Any
more
than
Napoleon
pulled
a
trigger
at
Austerlitz
.
And
since
politics
makes
strange
bedfellows
,
Alfred
Lanning
sat
at
the
other
side
of
the
desk
with
his
ferocious
white
eyebrows
bent
far
forward
over
eyes
in
which
chronic
impatience
had
sharpened
to
acuity
.
He
was
not
pleased
.
The
fact
,
if
known
to
Quinn
,
would
have
annoyed
him
not
the
least
.
His
voice
was
friendly
,
perhaps
professionally
so
.
"
I
assume
you
know
Stephen
Byerley
,
Dr.
Lanning
.
"
