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The
Life
-
Plotter
’
s
matter
-
of
-
fact
voice
sounded
thin
.
"
The
dame
doesn
’
t
exist
in
the
new
Reality
.
No
personality
shift
.
She
’
s
just
out
,
that
’
s
all
.
Gone
.
I
ran
the
alternatives
down
to
Probability
0
.
0001
.
She
doesn
’
t
make
it
anywhere
.
In
fact
"
-
and
he
reached
up
to
rub
his
cheek
with
long
,
spare
fingers
-
"
with
the
combination
of
factors
you
handed
me
I
don
’
t
quite
see
how
she
fit
in
the
old
Reality
.
"
Harlan
hardly
heard
"
But
-
but
the
Change
was
such
a
small
one
.
"
"
I
know
.
A
funny
combination
of
factors
.
Here
,
you
want
the
flimsies
?
"
Harlan
’
s
hand
closed
over
them
,
unfeeling
Noys
gone
?
Noys
nonexistent
?
How
could
that
be
?
He
felt
a
hand
on
his
shoulder
and
Voy
’
s
voice
clashed
on
his
ear
.
"
Are
you
ill
,
Technician
?
"
The
hand
drew
away
as
though
it
already
regretted
its
careless
contact
with
a
Technician
’
s
body
.
Harlan
swallowed
and
with
an
effort
composed
his
features
.
"
I
’
m
quite
well
.
Would
you
take
me
to
the
kettle
?
"
He
_must
not_
show
his
feelings
.
He
must
act
as
though
this
were
what
he
represented
it
to
be
,
a
mere
academic
investigation
.
He
must
disguise
the
fact
that
with
Noys
’
s
nonexistence
in
the
new
Reality
he
was
almost
physically
overwhelmed
by
a
flood
of
pure
elation
,
unbearable
joy
.
Harlan
stepped
into
the
kettle
at
the
2456th
and
looked
backward
to
make
certain
that
the
barrier
that
separated
the
shaft
from
Eternity
was
truly
flawless
;
that
Sociologist
Voy
was
not
watching
.
In
these
last
weeks
it
had
grown
to
be
a
habit
with
him
,
an
automatic
twitch
;
there
was
always
the
quick
backward
glance
across
the
shoulder
to
make
sure
no
one
was
behind
him
in
the
kettle
shafts
.
And
then
,
though
already
in
the
2456th
,
it
was
for
upwhen
that
Harlan
set
the
kettle
controls
.
He
watched
the
numbers
on
the
temporometer
rise
.
Though
they
moved
with
blurry
quickness
,
there
would
be
considerable
time
for
thought
.
