"The Fawzis' Office Gang," Flora said disparagingly. "I suppose they'll want Conn to take them right to where Merlin is, the first thing." "Well, not the first thing," Conn said. "Merlin was one thing I couldn't find out anything about on Terra." "I'll bet you couldn't!" "The people at Armed Forces Records would let me look at everything else, and make microcopies and all, but not one word about computers. Forty years, and they still have the security lid welded shut on that." Flora looked at him in shocked surprise. "You don't mean to tell me you believe in that thing?" "Sure. How do you think they fought a war around a perimeter of close to a thousand light-years? They couldn't do all that out of their heads.
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