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"
Impossible
,
he
would
say
.
Reality
must
change
to
correct
your
knowledge
,
even
if
it
meant
the
circle
would
never
close
and
Eternity
never
established
.
"
Why
he
argued
so
,
I
don
t
know
.
Perhaps
he
honestly
believed
it
,
perhaps
it
was
an
intellectual
game
with
him
,
perhaps
it
was
just
the
desire
to
shock
the
rest
of
us
with
an
unpopular
viewpoint
.
In
any
case
,
the
project
proceeded
and
some
of
the
memoir
began
to
be
fulfilled
.
We
located
Cooper
,
for
instance
,
in
the
Century
and
Reality
that
the
memoir
gave
us
.
Sennor
s
case
was
exploded
by
that
alone
,
but
it
didn
t
bother
him
.
By
that
time
,
he
had
grown
interested
in
something
else
.
"
And
yet
,
and
yet
"
-
he
laughed
gently
,
with
more
than
a
trace
of
embarrassment
,
and
let
his
cigarette
,
unnoticed
,
burn
down
nearly
to
his
fingers
-
"
you
know
I
was
never
quite
easy
in
my
mind
.
Something
might
happen
.
The
Reality
in
which
Eternity
was
established
might
change
in
some
way
in
order
to
prevent
what
Sennor
called
a
paradox
.
It
would
have
to
change
to
one
in
which
Eternity
would
not
exist
.
Sometimes
,
in
the
dark
of
a
sleeping
period
,
when
I
couldn
t
sleep
,
I
could
almost
persuade
myself
that
that
was
indeed
so
.
-
and
now
it
s
all
over
and
I
laugh
at
myself
as
a
senile
fool
.
"
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Harlan
said
in
a
low
voice
,
"
Computer
Sennor
was
right
.
"
Twissell
whirled
.
"
What
?
"
"
The
project
failed
.
"
Harlan
s
mind
was
coming
out
of
the
shadows
(
why
,
and
into
what
,
he
was
not
sure
)
.
"
The
circle
is
not
complete
.
"
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"
What
are
you
talking
about
?
"
Twissell
s
old
hands
fell
on
Harlan
s
shoulders
with
surprising
strength
.
"
You
re
ill
,
boy
.
The
strain
.
"
"
Not
ill
.
Sick
of
everything
.
You
.
Me
.
Not
ill
.
The
gauge
.
See
for
yourself
.
"
"
The
gauge
?
"
The
hairline
on
the
gauge
stood
at
the
27th
Century
,
hard
against
the
right
-
hand
extreme
.
"
What
happened
?
"
The
joy
was
gone
from
his
face
.
Horror
replaced
it
.