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And
George
Weston
's
vest
buttons
strained
.
"
Only
kind
I
have
,
"
he
said
.
Mr.
Struthers
was
a
conscientious
General
Manager
and
naturally
inclined
to
be
a
bit
talkative
.
The
combination
,
therefore
,
resulted
in
a
tour
that
was
fully
explained
,
perhaps
even
over-abundantly
explained
,
at
every
step
.
However
,
Mrs.
Weston
was
not
bored
.
Indeed
,
she
stopped
him
several
times
and
begged
him
to
repeat
his
statements
in
simpler
language
so
that
Gloria
might
understand
.
Under
the
influence
of
this
appreciation
of
his
narrative
powers
,
Mr.
Struthers
expanded
genially
and
became
ever
more
communicative
,
if
possible
.
George
Weston
,
himself
,
showed
a
gathering
impatience
.
"
Pardon
me
,
Struthers
,
"
he
said
,
breaking
into
the
middle
of
a
lecture
on
the
photo-electric
cell
,
"
have
n't
you
a
section
of
the
factory
where
only
robot
labor
is
employed
?
"
"
Eh
?
Oh
,
yes
!
Yes
,
indeed
!
"
He
smiled
at
Mrs.
Weston
.
"
A
vicious
circle
in
a
way
,
robots
creating
more
robots
.
Of
course
,
we
are
not
making
a
general
practice
out
of
it
.
For
one
thing
,
the
unions
would
never
let
us
.
But
we
can
turn
out
a
very
few
robots
using
robot
labor
exclusively
,
merely
as
a
sort
of
scientific
experiment
.
You
see
,
"
he
tapped
his
pince-nez
into
one
palm
argumentatively
,
"
what
the
labor
unions
do
n't
realize
--
and
I
say
this
as
a
man
who
has
always
been
very
sympathetic
with
the
labor
movement
in
general
--
is
that
the
advent
of
the
robot
,
while
involving
some
dislocation
to
begin
with
,
will
inevitably
-
"
"
Yes
,
Struthers
,
"
said
Weston
,
"
but
about
that
section
of
the
factory
you
speak
of
--
may
we
see
it
?
It
would
be
very
interesting
,
I
'm
sure
.
"
"
Yes
!
Yes
,
of
course
!
"
Mr.
Struthers
replaced
his
pince-nez
in
one
convulsive
movement
and
gave
vent
to
a
soft
cough
of
discomfiture
.
"
Follow
me
,
please
.
"
He
was
comparatively
quiet
while
leading
the
three
through
a
long
corridor
and
down
a
flight
of
stairs
.
Then
,
when
they
had
entered
a
large
well-lit
room
that
buzzed
with
metallic
activity
,
the
sluices
opened
and
the
flood
of
explanation
poured
forth
again
.
"
There
you
are
!
"
he
said
with
pride
in
his
voice
.
"
Robots
only
!
Five
men
act
as
overseers
and
they
do
n't
even
stay
in
this
room
.
In
five
years
,
that
is
,
since
we
began
this
project
,
not
a
single
accident
has
occurred
.
Of
course
,
the
robots
here
assembled
are
comparatively
simple
,
but
...
"
The
General
Manager
's
voice
had
long
died
to
a
rather
soothing
murmur
in
Gloria
's
ears
.
The
whole
trip
seemed
rather
dull
and
pointless
to
her
,
though
there
were
many
robots
in
sight
.
None
were
even
remotely
like
Robbie
,
though
,
and
she
surveyed
them
with
open
contempt
.
