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"
Yes
,
sir
.
You
old
goat
.
"
Jubal
was
just
leaving
the
table
as
the
Man
from
Mars
came
in
.
"
Father
!
Oh
,
Jubal
!
"
Mike
hugged
and
kissed
him
.
Jubal
gently
unwound
himself
from
the
embrace
.
"
Be
your
age
,
son
.
Sit
down
and
enjoy
your
breakfast
.
I
’
ll
sit
with
you
.
"
"
I
didn
’
t
come
here
looking
for
breakfast
,
I
came
looking
for
you
.
We
’
ll
find
a
place
and
talk
.
"
"
All
right
.
"
They
went
to
the
living
room
of
one
of
the
suites
,
Mike
pulling
Jubal
by
the
hand
like
an
excited
small
boy
welcoming
his
favorite
grandparent
.
Mike
picked
a
big
comfortable
chair
for
Jubal
and
sprawled
himself
on
a
couch
opposite
and
close
to
him
.
This
room
was
on
the
side
of
the
wing
having
the
private
landing
flat
;
there
were
high
French
windows
opening
to
it
.
Jubal
got
up
and
shifted
his
chair
slightly
so
that
he
would
not
be
facing
so
directly
into
the
light
in
looking
at
his
foster
son
;
not
to
his
surprise
but
mildly
to
his
annoyance
the
heavy
chair
shifted
as
if
it
had
been
no
more
massive
than
a
child
’
s
balloon
,
his
hand
merely
guided
it
.
Two
men
and
a
woman
were
in
the
room
when
they
arrived
.
These
left
shortly
,
leisurely
,
severally
,
and
unostentatiously
.
After
that
they
were
alone
,
except
that
they
were
both
served
with
Jubal
’
s
favorite
brandy
–
by
hand
,
to
Jubal
’
s
pleasure
;
he
was
quite
ready
to
agree
that
the
remote
control
these
people
had
over
objects
around
them
was
a
labor
-
saver
and
probably
a
money
-
saver
(
certainly
on
laundry
!
–
his
spaghetti
-
splashed
shirt
had
been
so
fresh
that
he
had
put
it
on
again
today
)
,
and
obviously
a
method
much
to
be
preferred
for
household
convenience
to
the
blind
balkiness
of
mechanical
gadgets
.
Nevertheless
he
was
not
used
to
telecontrol
done
without
wires
or
waves
;
it
startled
Jubal
the
way
horseless
carriages
had
disturbed
decent
,
respectable
horses
about
the
time
Jubal
was
born
.
Duke
served
the
brandy
.
Mike
said
,
"
Hi
,
Cannibal
.
Thanks
.
Are
you
the
new
butler
?
"
"
De
nada
,
Monster
.
Somebody
has
to
do
it
and
you
’
ve
got
every
brain
in
the
place
slaving
away
over
a
hot
microphone
.
"
