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The Generator
Hewaspacingrestlessly,unsteadilyinfrontoftheXylophone,shoutingorderstomenwhokeptrushinginandoutoftheroom:"Sendcourierstoeverycountyseatwithinourreach!Tell’emthattheFriendsofthePeoplehavewon!Tell’emthey’renottotakeordersfromWashingtonanylonger!ThenewcapitalofthePeople’sCommonwealthisHarmonyCity,henceforthtobeknownasMeigsville!Tell’emthatI’llexpectfivehundredthousanddollarspereveryfivethousandheadsofpopulation,bytomorrowmorning—orelse!"
IttooksometimebeforeCuffyMeigs’attentionandblearybrowneyescouldbedrawntofocusonthepersonofDr.Stadler."Well,whatisit?Whatisit?"hesnapped.
"IamDr.RobertStadler."
"Huh?—Oh,yeah!Yeah!You’rethebigguyfromouterspaces,aren’tyou?You’rethefellowwhocatchesatomsorsomething.Well,whatonearthareyoudoinghere?"
"ItisIwhoshouldaskyouthatquestion."
"Huh?Look,Professor,I’minnomoodforjokes."
"Ihavecomeheretotakecontrol."
"Control?Ofwhat?"
"Ofthisequipment.Ofthisplace.Ofthecountrysidewithinitsradiusofoperation."
Meigsstaredathimblanklyforamoment,thenaskedsoftly,"Howdidyougethere?"
"Bycar."
"Imean,whomdidyoubringwithyou?"
"Nobody.