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Saul
,
standing
in
the
yard
below
,
looked
up
.
"
Saul
,
did
you
turn
it
on
?
"
"
You
told
me
to
warm
it
up
half
an
hour
ago
!
"
"
All
right
,
Saul
,
I
forgot
.
I
’
m
not
awake
.
"
He
fell
back
in
bed
.
His
wife
,
bringing
his
breakfast
up
,
paused
by
the
window
,
looking
down
at
the
garage
.
"
Tell
me
,
"
she
said
quietly
.
"
If
that
machine
is
like
you
say
,
has
it
got
an
answer
to
making
babies
in
it
somewhere
?
Can
that
machine
make
seventy
-
year
-
old
people
twenty
?
Also
,
how
does
death
look
when
you
hide
in
there
with
all
that
happiness
?
"
"
Hide
!
"
"
If
you
died
from
overwork
,
what
should
I
do
today
,
climb
in
that
big
box
down
there
and
be
happy
?
Also
tell
me
,
Lee
,
how
is
our
life
?
You
know
how
our
house
is
.
Seven
in
the
morning
,
breakfast
,
the
kids
;
all
of
you
gone
by
eight
thirty
and
it
’
s
just
me
and
washing
and
me
and
cooking
and
socks
to
be
darned
,
weeds
to
be
dug
,
or
I
run
to
the
store
or
polish
silver
.
Who
’
s
complaining
?
I
’
m
just
reminding
you
how
the
house
is
put
together
,
Lee
,
what
’
s
in
it
!
So
now
answer
:
How
do
you
get
all
those
things
I
said
in
one
machine
?
"
"
That
’
s
not
how
it
’
s
built
!
"
"
I
’
m
sorry
.
I
got
no
time
to
look
,
then
.
"
