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on each other, there's no doubt. We'd better each set about quietly finding out how to run these machines."
They were silent for some time, as each returned to his internal inventory. While doing this Jones, though, watched Mather. He saw Mather move the Jones hand up to the Jones face and feel and pat it gingerly. Why should he do that? There was nothing to be ashamed of or disgusted at in that fine ruddy cheek. Suddenly the Jones voice addressed him: "You take care of that plate. You haven't got one. Don't you lose it."
Jones felt he must retaliate for this insult, the gross insult of being told to take care-as though it were precious-of a contraption which was a disgusting injury to have stuffed in one's mouth. He was seized with a craving to spit the beastly thing out. Wiser second thoughts prevailed. He contended himself with retaliating: "You take care of that left eye. Those eyes see twice as far as yours do, but the left one needs care-don't go straining it."
" It's half-blind," said Mather, turning the Jones-head down, raising the Jones-wrist, and looking at the wrist watch. "I can hardly see the watch hands!"
" You've never been able to see across the room. Look at those books in the bookcase over there."
Jones saw Mather turn the Jones-head toward the books and become interested.
" Yes," came the grudging acknowledgment. "It's queer to see as far as that with the naked eye:"
" And now look out of the window."
Mather ambled the big Jones-body across the room.
" I feel a bit as though I were on stilts," he giggled as he

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