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"
But
I
must
see
him
.
"
"
I
’
m
sure
he
’
ll
be
here
in
the
morning
.
"
The
smile
broadened
.
"
But
-
-
"
The
Computer
passed
by
Harlan
,
carefully
avoiding
any
contact
,
even
of
garments
.
Harlan
’
s
fists
clenched
and
unclenched
.
He
stared
helplessly
after
the
Computer
and
then
,
simply
because
there
was
nothing
else
to
do
,
he
walked
slowly
,
and
without
full
consciousness
of
his
surroundings
,
back
to
his
own
room
.
Harlan
slept
fitfully
.
He
told
himself
he
needed
sleep
.
He
tried
to
relax
by
main
force
,
and
,
of
course
,
failed
.
His
sleep
period
was
a
succession
of
futile
thought
.
First
of
all
,
there
was
Noys
.
They
would
not
dare
harm
her
,
he
thought
feverishly
.
They
could
not
send
her
back
to
Time
without
first
calculating
the
effect
on
Reality
and
that
would
take
days
,
probably
weeks
.
As
an
alternative
,
they
might
do
to
her
what
Finge
had
threatened
for
him
;
place
her
in
the
path
of
an
untraceable
accident
.
He
did
not
take
that
into
serious
consideration
.
There
was
no
necessity
for
drastic
action
such
as
that
.
They
would
not
risk
Harlan
’
s
displeasure
by
doing
it
.
(
In
the
quiet
of
a
darkened
sleeping
room
,
and
in
that
phase
of
half
sleep
where
things
often
grew
queerly
disproportionate
in
thought
,
Harlan
found
nothing
grotesque
in
his
sure
opinion
that
the
Allwhen
Council
would
not
dare
risk
a
Technician
’
s
displeasure
.
)
