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He
called
a
last
time
,
desperately
:
"
Speedy
!
I
'm
dying
,
damn
you
!
Where
are
you
?
Speedy
,
I
need
you
.
"
He
was
still
stumbling
backward
in
a
blind
effort
to
get
away
from
the
giant
robot
he
did
n't
want
,
when
he
felt
steel
fingers
on
his
arms
,
and
a
worried
,
apologetic
voice
of
metallic
timbre
in
his
ears
.
"
Holy
smokes
,
boss
;
what
are
you
doing
here
?
And
what
am
I
doing
-
I
'm
so
confused
-
"
"
Never
mind
,
"
murmured
Powell
,
weakly
.
"
Get
me
to
the
shadow
of
the
cliff
--
and
hurry
!
"
There
was
one
last
feeling
of
being
lifted
into
the
air
and
a
sensation
of
rapid
motion
and
burning
heat
,
and
he
passed
out
.
He
woke
with
Donovan
bending
over
him
and
smiling
anxiously
.
"
How
are
you
,
Greg
?
"
"
Fine
!
"
came
the
response
.
"
Where
's
Speedy
?
"
"
Right
here
.
I
sent
him
out
to
one
of
the
other
selenium
pools
--
with
orders
to
get
that
selenium
at
all
cost
this
time
.
He
got
it
back
in
forty-two
minutes
and
three
seconds
.
I
timed
him
.
He
still
has
n't
finished
apologizing
for
the
runaround
he
gave
us
.
He
's
scared
to
come
near
you
for
fear
of
what
you
'll
say
.
"
"
Drag
him
over
,
"
ordered
Powell
.
"
It
was
n't
his
fault
.
"
He
held
out
a
hand
and
gripped
Speedy
's
metal
paw
.
"
It
's
O.
K.
,
Speedy
.
"
Then
,
to
Donovan
,
"
You
know
,
Mike
,
I
was
just
thinking
-
"
"
Yes
!
"
