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For several centuries, the robot wandered over the sands pondering
what he had read in the phone book. What, he wondered, did Aaron
Abercrombie have to do with Zachariah Zolinsky? What part did A1
Plumbing play in the tangled plot? What was the significance of
Directory Enquires? Suddenly, its reveries was interrupted as he
spied a splash of colour fluttering in the breeze. It was a pink
cloth held daintily in a feminine robot hand as if trying to attract
his attention, which it did, but dead batteries and the tireless winds
had made it much too late. |