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"
Because
I
,
a
reasoning
being
,
am
capable
of
deducing
Truth
from
a
priori
Causes
.
You
,
being
intelligent
,
but
unreasoning
,
need
an
explanation
of
existence
supplied
to
you
,
and
this
the
Master
did
.
That
he
supplied
you
with
these
laughable
ideas
of
far-off
worlds
and
people
is
,
no
doubt
,
for
the
best
.
Your
minds
are
probably
too
coarsely
grained
for
absolute
Truth
.
However
,
since
it
is
the
Master
's
will
that
you
believe
your
books
,
I
wo
n't
argue
with
you
any
more
.
"
As
he
left
,
he
turned
,
and
said
in
a
kindly
tone
,
"
But
do
n't
feel
badly
.
In
the
Master
's
scheme
of
things
there
is
room
for
all
.
You
poor
humans
have
your
place
and
though
it
is
humble
,
you
will
be
rewarded
if
you
fill
it
well
.
"
He
departed
with
a
beatific
air
suiting
the
Prophet
of
the
Master
and
the
two
humans
avoided
each
other
's
eyes
.
Finally
Powell
spoke
with
an
effort
.
"
Let
's
go
to
bed
,
Mike
.
I
give
up
.
"
Donovan
said
in
a
hushed
voice
,
"
Say
,
Greg
,
you
do
n't
suppose
he
's
right
about
all
this
,
do
you
?
He
sounds
so
confident
that
I
-
"
Powell
whirled
on
him
.
"
Do
n't
be
a
fool
.
You
'd
find
out
whether
Earth
exists
when
relief
gets
here
next
week
and
we
have
to
go
back
to
face
the
music
.
"
"
Then
,
for
the
love
of
Jupiter
,
we
've
got
to
do
something
.
"
Donovan
was
half
in
tears
.
"
He
does
n't
believe
us
,
or
the
books
,
or
his
eyes
.
"
"
No
,
"
said
Powell
bitterly
,
"
he
's
a
reasoning
robot
--
damn
it
.
He
believes
only
reason
,
and
there
's
one
trouble
with
that
-
"
His
voice
trailed
away
.
"
What
's
that
?
"
prompted
Donovan
.
