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His
eyes
returned
to
the
wooden
object
,
but
now
he
held
both
hands
behind
his
back
,
and
said
,
"
What
is
it
?
What
is
its
purpose
?
"
"
It
’
s
a
bookcase
,
"
said
Harlan
.
He
had
the
impulse
to
ask
Finge
how
he
felt
now
that
his
hands
rested
firmly
upon
the
small
of
his
back
.
Would
he
not
consider
it
cleaner
to
have
his
clothes
and
his
own
body
constructed
of
pure
and
undefiled
energy
fields
?
Finge
’
s
eyebrows
lifted
.
"
A
bookcase
.
Then
those
objects
resting
upon
the
shelves
are
books
.
Is
that
right
?
"
"
Yes
,
sir
.
"
"
Authentic
specimens
?
"
"
Entirely
,
Computer
.
I
picked
them
up
in
the
24th
.
The
few
I
have
here
date
from
the
20th
.
If
-
if
you
intend
to
look
at
them
,
I
wish
you
’
d
be
careful
.
The
pages
have
been
restored
and
impregnated
,
but
they
’
re
not
foil
.
They
take
careful
handling
.
"
"
I
won
’
t
touch
them
.
I
have
no
intention
of
touching
them
.
Original
20th
Century
dust
is
on
them
,
I
imagine
.
Actual
books
!
"
He
laughed
.
"
Pages
of
cellulose
,
too
?
You
implied
that
.
"
Harlan
nodded
.
"
Cellulose
modified
by
the
impregnation
treatment
for
longer
life
.
Yes
.
"
He
opened
his
mouth
for
a
deep
breath
,
forcing
himself
to
remain
calm
.
It
was
ridiculous
to
identify
himself
with
these
books
,
to
feel
a
slur
upon
them
to
be
a
slur
upon
himself
.
"
I
dare
say
,
"
said
Finge
,
still
on
the
subject
,
"
that
the
whole
content
of
those
books
could
be
placed
on
two
meters
of
film
and
stored
in
a
finger
’
s
end
.
What
do
the
books
contain
?
"
