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           Theinformation,asgiven,mustinvolveadilemma–probablyinvolvesdeath.Ifsomethinghasgonewrong-"

           Bogertsaidquietly,"Themachinetalksandmakessense.Itcan’tbeadilemma."

           Butthepsychologistrepliedurgently,"Therearedilemmasanddilemmas.Therearedifferentformsofescape.SupposeTheBrainisonlymildlycaught;justbadlyenough,say,tobesufferingfromthedelusionthathecansolvetheproblem,whenhecan’t.Orsupposeit’steeteringonthebrinkofsomethingreallybad,sothatanysmallpushshovesitover."

           "Suppose,"saidLanning,"thereisnodilemma.SupposeConsolidated’smachinebrokedownoveradifferentquestion,orbrokedownforpurelymechanicalreasons."

           "Butevenso,"insistedCalvin,"wecouldn’ttakechances.Listen,fromnowon,nooneistoasmuchasbreathetoTheBrain.I’mtakingover."

           "Allright,"sighedLanning,"takeover,then.Andmeanwhilewe’llletTheBrainbuilditsship.Andifitdoesbuildit,we’llhavetotestit."

           Hewasruminating,"We’llneedourtopfieldmenforthat."

           MichaelDonovanbrusheddownhisredhairwithaviolentmotionofhishandandatotalindifferencetothefactthattheunrulymasssprangtoattentionagainimmediately.

           Hesaid,"Calltheturnnow,Greg.Theysaytheshipisfinished.Theydon’tknowwhatitis,butit’sfinished.Let’sgo,Greg.Let’sgrabthecontrolsrightnow."

           Powellsaidwearily,"Cutit,Mike.There’sapeculiaroverripeflavortoyourhumoratitsfreshest,andtheconfinedatmospherehereisn’thelpingit."