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The
other
motioned
impatiently
for
silence
,
"
Go
ahead
,
Cutie
.
We
're
listening
.
"
"
I
have
spent
these
last
two
days
in
concentrated
introspection
,
"
said
Cutie
,
"
and
the
results
have
been
most
interesting
.
I
began
at
the
one
sure
assumption
I
felt
permitted
to
make
.
I
,
myself
,
exist
,
because
I
think
-
"
Powell
groaned
,
"
Oh
,
Jupiter
,
a
robot
Descartes
!
"
"
Who
's
Descartes
?
"
demanded
Donovan
.
"
Listen
,
do
we
have
to
sit
here
and
listen
to
this
metal
maniac
-
"
"
Keep
quiet
,
Mike
!
"
Cutie
continued
imperturbably
,
"
And
the
question
that
immediately
arose
was
:
Just
what
is
the
cause
of
my
existence
?
"
Powell
's
jaw
set
lumpily
.
"
You
're
being
foolish
.
I
told
you
already
that
we
made
you
.
"
"
And
if
you
do
n't
believe
us
,
"
added
Donovan
,
"
we
'll
gladly
take
you
apart
!
"
The
robot
spread
his
strong
hands
in
a
deprecatory
gesture
,
"
I
accept
nothing
on
authority
.
A
hypothesis
must
be
backed
by
reason
,
or
else
it
is
worthless
--
and
it
goes
against
all
the
dictates
of
logic
to
suppose
that
you
made
me
.
"
Powell
dropped
a
restraining
arm
upon
Donovan
's
suddenly
bunched
fist
.
"
Just
why
do
you
say
that
?
"
