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"
Stand
up
!
"
he
roared
.
Slowly
,
the
robot
obeyed
.
His
photoelectric
eyes
focused
reproachfully
upon
the
Earthman
.
"
There
is
no
Master
but
the
Master
,
"
he
said
,
"
and
QT-1
is
his
prophet
.
"
"
Huh
?
"
Donovan
became
aware
of
twenty
pairs
of
mechanical
eyes
fixed
upon
him
and
twenty
stiff-timbred
voices
declaiming
solemnly
:
"
There
is
no
Master
but
the
Master
and
QT-1
is
his
prophet
!
"
"
I
'm
afraid
,
"
put
in
Cutie
himself
at
this
point
,
"
that
my
friends
obey
a
higher
one
than
you
,
now
.
"
"
The
hell
they
do
!
You
get
out
of
here
.
I
'll
settle
with
you
later
and
with
these
animated
gadgets
right
now
.
"
Cutie
shook
his
heavy
head
slowly
.
"
I
'm
sorry
,
but
you
do
n't
understand
.
These
are
robots
--
and
that
means
they
are
reasoning
beings
.
They
recognize
the
Master
,
now
that
I
have
preached
Truth
to
them
.
All
the
robots
do
.
They
call
me
the
prophet
.
"
His
head
drooped
.
"
I
am
unworthy
--
but
perhaps
-
"
Donovan
located
his
breath
and
put
it
to
use
.
"
Is
that
so
?
Now
,
is
n't
that
nice
?
Now
,
is
n't
that
just
fine
?
Just
let
me
tell
you
something
,
my
brass
baboon
.
There
is
n't
any
Master
and
there
is
n't
any
prophet
and
there
is
n't
any
question
as
to
who
's
giving
the
orders
.
Understand
?
"
His
voice
shot
to
a
roar
.
"
Now
,
get
out
!
"
"
I
obey
only
the
Master
.
"
