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. She can't hang around waiting for you to wake up; she has other
things to do. And other men."
'Teena, quit trying to get my goat. Or I won't marry you
even if Hazel and Jock both agree."
"Want to bet? You jilt me, you cad, and I'll run you right off this planet.
You won't get another bite to eat, doors won't open for you, refreshers will
scald you, dogs will bite you. And you will itch."
"Sister."
"Aw, Minnie."
Minerva went on, to me: "Don't let my sister fret you, Colonel. She teases
because she wants company and attention. But she is an ethical computer, utterly
reliable."
"I'm sure she is, Minerva. But she can't expect to tease me and threaten
me, and still expect me to stand up in front of a judge or a priest or somebody
and promise to love, honor, and obey her. I'm not sure I want to obey her
anyhow."
The computer voice answered, "You won't have to promise to obey, Dickie
boy; I'll train you later. Just simple things. Heel. Fetch. Sit up. Lie down.
Roll over. Play dead. I don't expect anything complex out of a man. Aside from
stud duties, that is. But on that score your reputation has preceded you."
"What do you mean by that?" I threw my serviette down. "That tears it! The
wedding is off."
"Friend Richard."
"Eh? Yes, Reb."
"Don't let Teena worry you. She has propositioned me, and you, and Father
Hendrik, and Choy-Mu, and, no doubt, many others
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