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"
Finge
called
me
,
"
said
Twissell
,
"
and
asked
that
you
be
told
that
the
Change
was
entirely
successful
.
"
Harlan
shrugged
,
then
grew
aware
of
Twissell
’
s
eyes
staring
out
of
the
Communiplate
and
hard
upon
him
.
He
grew
uneasy
and
said
,
"
Yes
,
Computer
?
"
"
Nothing
,
"
said
Twissell
,
and
perhaps
it
was
the
cloak
of
age
weighing
down
upon
his
shoulders
,
but
his
voice
was
unaccountably
sad
.
"
I
thought
you
were
about
to
speak
.
"
"
No
,
"
said
Harlan
.
"
I
had
nothing
to
say
.
"
"
Well
,
then
,
I
’
ll
see
you
tomorrow
at
opening
in
the
Computing
Room
,
boy
.
I
have
a
great
deal
to
say
.
"
"
Yes
,
sir
,
"
said
Harlan
.
He
stared
for
long
minutes
at
the
plate
after
it
went
dark
.
That
had
almost
sounded
like
a
threat
.
Finge
had
called
Twissell
,
had
he
?
What
had
he
said
that
Twissell
did
not
report
.
But
an
outside
threat
was
what
he
needed
.
Battling
a
sickness
of
the
spirit
was
like
standing
in
a
quicksand
and
beating
it
with
a
stick
.
Battling
Finge
was
another
thing
altogether
.
Harlan
had
remembered
the
weapon
at
his
disposal
and
for
the
first
time
in
days
felt
a
fraction
of
self
-
confidence
return
.
It
was
as
though
a
door
had
closed
and
another
had
opened
.
Harlan
grew
as
feverishly
active
as
previously
he
had
been
catatonic
.
He
traveled
to
the
2456th
and
bludgeoned
Sociologist
Voy
to
his
own
exact
will
.
