and brandishing its mops. He saw his mother break away from a group of older ladies and shout: "/Oscar!/" The robot stopped dead. "Yash'm?" a voice came out of it, Sheshan-accented. "Go out!" his mother commanded. "Go to kitchen. Stay there." "Yash'm." The robot floated out the door to the hall. His mother rejoined her friends. Probably telling them, for the thousandth time, that her boy Conn fixed up the sound receptors and voice for Oscar. Or harping on how Conn had been telling everybody the truth, all along, and people wouldn't believe him. Sylvie came up to him and caught his arm. "Come on, Conn; they're going
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