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.LP \& .ce .sp |4.25i .PP .ps 12 .CW ░ "Is there any part of you that isn't just a reaction to some perceived slight?" K.A.R.L. abruptly spun back to life, without warning. Wit intact, his tart opening lines always cheered Tom up. .PP .ps 12 "No," Tom said, and switched him back off again. K.A.R.L.'s wit was actually wearing a bit thin. .PP .ps 12 He was right, though. Tom's visor was still down. He couldn't .I really .R read the biography of his father, and so there was really nothing in there (so far as he knew) to be angry about. He'd invented the detail about the spelling of his family name just to amuse himself. He had no way of knowing, in fact, that he had even picked up the right book. .PP .ps 12 So, reading was no good. But still Tom was jittery. What did he expect to happen next? Why did he keep asking himself these stupid questions? Why did the robot keep reading his mind? .PP .ps 12 The cabin was so damned hot he was leaving an outline on the pilot's seat.