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Cutie
shook
his
head
gravely
.
"
This
amounts
to
an
obsession
.
Why
should
you
insist
so
on
an
absolutely
false
view
of
life
?
Admitted
that
non-robots
lack
the
reasoning
faculty
,
there
is
still
the
problem
of
-
"
His
voice
died
into
reflective
silence
,
and
Donovan
said
with
whispered
intensity
,
"
If
you
only
had
a
flesh-and-blood
face
,
I
would
break
it
in
.
"
Powell
's
fingers
were
in
his
mustache
and
his
eyes
were
slitted
.
"
Listen
,
Cutie
,
if
there
is
no
such
thing
as
Earth
,
how
do
you
account
for
what
you
see
through
a
telescope
?
"
"
Pardon
me
!
"
The
Earthman
smiled
.
"
I
've
got
you
,
eh
?
You
've
made
quite
a
few
telescopic
observations
since
being
put
together
,
Cutie
.
Have
you
noticed
that
several
of
those
specks
of
light
outside
become
disks
when
so
viewed
?
"
"
Oh
,
that
!
Why
certainly
.
It
is
simple
magnification
--
for
the
purpose
of
more
exact
aiming
of
the
beam
.
"
"
Why
are
n't
the
stars
equally
magnified
then
?
"
"
You
mean
the
other
dots
.
Well
,
no
beams
go
to
them
so
no
magnification
is
necessary
.
Really
,
Powell
,
even
you
ought
to
be
able
to
figure
these
things
out
.
"
Powell
stared
bleakly
upward
.
"
But
you
see
more
stars
through
a
telescope
.
Where
do
they
come
from
?
Jumping
Jupiter
,
where
do
they
come
from
?
"
Cutie
was
annoyed
.
"
Listen
,
Powell
,
do
you
think
I
'm
going
to
waste
my
time
trying
to
pin
physical
interpretations
upon
every
optical
illusion
of
our
instruments
?
Since
when
is
the
evidence
of
our
senses
any
match
for
the
clear
light
of
rigid
reason
?
"
