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           TheBrainwasatwo-footglobemerely–onewhichcontainedwithinitathoroughlyconditionedheliumatmosphere,avolumeofspacecompletelyvibration-absentandradiation-free–andwithinthatwasthatunheard-ofcomplexityofpositronicbrain-pathsthatwasTheBrain.TherestoftheroomwascrowdedwiththeattachmentsthatweretheintermediariesbetweenTheBrainandtheoutsideworld–itsvoice,itsarms,itssenseorgans.

           Dr.Calvinsaidsoftly,"Howareyou,Brain?"

           TheBrain’svoicewashigh-pitchedandenthusiastic,"Swell,MissSusan.You’regoingtoaskmesomething.Icantell.Youalwayshaveabookinyourhandwhenyou’regoingtoaskmesomething."

           Dr.Calvinsmiledmildly,"Well,you’reright,butnotjustyet.Thisisgoingtobeaquestion.Itwillbesocomplicatedwe’regoingtogiveittoyouinwriting.Butnotjustyet.IthinkI’lltalktoyoufirst."

           "Allright.Idon’tmindtalking."

           "Now,Brain,inalittlewhile,Dr.LanningandDr.Bogertwillbeherewiththiscomplicatedquestion.We’llgiveittoyouaverylittleatatimeandveryslowly,becausewewantyoutobecareful.We’regoingtoaskyoutobuildsomething,ifyoucan,outoftheinformation,butI’mgoingtowarnyounowthatthesolutionmightinvolve...uh...damagetohumanbeings."

           "Gosh!"Theexclamationwashushed,drawn-out.

           "Nowyouwatchforthat.Whenwecometoasheetwhichmeansdamage,evenmaybedeath,don’tgetexcited.Yousee,Brain,inthiscase,wedon’tmind–notevenaboutdeath;wedon’tmindatall.