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At last extinguishing the fire, he took the idol up very unceremoniously, and bagged it again in his grego pocket as carelessly as if he were a sportsman bagging a dead woodcock.
"I was looking up rulings on sapience; I passed the word on to Ham O'Brien. You know, what your people will have to do will be to produce a definition of sapience, acceptable to the court, that will include all known sapient races and at the same time exclude the Fuzzies. I don't envy them." "We need some Fuzzies of our own to study," Grego said.
Grego was apparently agreeable, as long as the job got done. "Well, if you can make anything out of it, pass it on to Mr. Coombes as soon as possible, to be worked up for use in court," he said. Ben Rainsford went back to Beta Continent, and Gerd van Riebeek remained in Mallorysport.
Now let us imagine a hypothetical race whose entire mentation is conscious." "I hope they stay hypothetical," Victor Grego, in his office across the city, said out of the screen. "They wouldn't recognize us as sapient at all." "We wouldn't be sapient, as they'd define the term," Leslie Coombes, in the same screen with Grego, said.
It was something bigger and more powerful than he was, like God. Victor Grego identified the Company with himself. It was something big and powerful, like a vehicle, and he was at the controls. "Leonard, a little criticism won't hurt the Company," he said. "Not where it matters, on the dividends. I'm afraid you're too sensitive to criticism. Where did Emmert get this story anyhow?
He answered it as he had when Victor Grego had asked the same question, adding: "The account consists almost entirely of Holloway's uncorroborated statements concerning things to which he claims to have been the sole witness." "Ah." Mallin permitted himself a tight little smile. "And he's not a qualified observer. Neither, for that matter, is Rainsford.
"Hang me, if that brute Vigors an't thrashing young Gossett," thought Jack. "I dare say the poor fellow had had plenty of it since I have been away; I'll save him this time at least." Jack, wrapped up in his grego, went to the window of the berth, looked in, and found it was as he expected. He cried out in an angry voice, "Mr Vigors, I'll thank you to leave Gossett alone."
He gulped what was left in the glass and poured and gulped more. Then he staggered to his feet and stumbled over to the couch and threw himself onto it, face down, among the cushions. Leslie Coombes found Nick Emmert with Victor Grego in the latter's office when he entered. They both rose to greet him, and Grego said "You've heard?" "Yes. O'Brien called me immediately.
She has a lot of rats, and some dogs and monkeys, and a lot of apparatus, and some technician from Henry Stenson's instrument shop helping her. Juan Jimenez is studying mentation of Terran dogs, cats and primates, and Freyan kholphs and Mimir black slinkers." "He hasn't turned up any simian or canine parallels to that funeral, has he?" Grego said nothing, merely shook his head.
Going to his heavy grego, or wrapall, or dreadnaught, which he had previously hung on a chair, he fumbled in the pockets, and produced at length a curious little deformed image with a hunch on its back, and exactly the color of a three days' old Congo baby. Remembering the embalmed head, at first I almost thought that this black manikin was a real baby preserved in some similar manner.
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