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           Jubalgotupandshiftedhischairslightlysothathewouldnotbefacingsodirectlyintothelightinlookingathisfosterson;nottohissurprisebutmildlytohisannoyancetheheavychairshiftedasifithadbeennomoremassivethanachild’sballoon,hishandmerelyguidedit.

           Twomenandawomanwereintheroomwhentheyarrived.Theseleftshortly,leisurely,severally,andunostentatiously.Afterthattheywerealone,exceptthattheywerebothservedwithJubal’sfavoritebrandy–byhand,toJubal’spleasure;hewasquitereadytoagreethattheremotecontrolthesepeoplehadoverobjectsaroundthemwasalabor-saverandprobablyamoney-saver(certainlyonlaundry!–hisspaghetti-splashedshirthadbeensofreshthathehadputitonagaintoday),andobviouslyamethodmuchtobepreferredforhouseholdconveniencetotheblindbalkinessofmechanicalgadgets.Neverthelesshewasnotusedtotelecontroldonewithoutwiresorwaves;itstartledJubalthewayhorselesscarriageshaddisturbeddecent,respectablehorsesaboutthetimeJubalwasborn.

           Dukeservedthebrandy.Mikesaid,"Hi,Cannibal.Thanks.Areyouthenewbutler?"

           "Denada,Monster.Somebodyhastodoitandyou’vegoteverybrainintheplaceslavingawayoverahotmicrophone."

           "Well,they’llallbethroughinacoupleofhoursandyoucanreverttoyouruseless,lecherousexistence.Thejobisdone,Cannibal.Pau.Thirty.Ended."

           "ThewholedamnMartianlanguageallinonelump?Monster,Ihadbettercheckyouforburned-outcapacitors."