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           "Whatareyounowgoingtodowithhim?Argue?Debate?Makespeeches?"

           Nooneanswered.

           "He...has...to...save...us,"saidMouchslowly,asifstrainingthelastofhismindintoblanknessanddeliveringanultimatumtoreality."Hehasto...takeover...andsavethesystem."

           "Whydon’tyouwritehimaloveletteraboutit?"saidFerris.

           "We’vegotto...makehim...takeover...We’vegottoforcehimtorule,"saidMouchinthetoneofasleepwalker.

           "Now,"saidFerris,suddenlydroppinghisvoice,"doyouseewhatavaluableestablishmenttheStateScienceInstitutereallyis?"

           Mouchdidnotanswerhim,butsheobservedthattheyallseemedtoknowwhathemeant.

           "Youobjectedtothatprivateresearchprojectofmineas‘impractical,’"saidFerrissoftly."ButwhatdidItellyou?"

           Mouchdidnotanswer;hewascrackinghisknuckles.

           "Thisisnotimeforsqueamishness,"JamesTaggartspokeupwithunexpectedvigor,buthisvoice,too,wasoddlylow."Wedon’thavetobesissiesaboutit."

           "Itseemstome..."saidMouchdully,"that...thattheendjustifiesthemeans..."

           "It’stoolateforanyscruplesoranyprinciples,"saidFerris."Onlydirectactioncanworknow.