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. Just you and me."
"Yes indeed, just you two," the car put in. "But not me! I won't go! I
didn't sign up for combat duty. I won't let you close my doors; that means you
can't seal up, and then you can't move me. I'm on strike."
"Mutiny," said Lazarus. "Melt her down for scrap."
The car screamed, then it said excitedly, "Zeb, did you hear that? Did you
hear what he said? Hilda, did you hear him? Lazarus, I don't belong to you and
never did! Tell him, Hilda! You lay one finger on me and I'll go critical and
blow your hand off. And take all of Boondock County with me."
"Mathematically impossible," Long remarked.
"Lazarus," said Hilda, "you shouldn't be so quick to say 'impossible' when
speaking of Gay. In any case, don't you mink you've been in the doghouse enough
for one day? You get Gay sore at you and she'll tell Dora, who'll tell Teena,
who'll tell Minerva, who will tell Ishtar and Maureen and Tamara, and then
you'll be lucky to get anything to eat and you won't be allowed to sleep or go
anywhere."
"I'm henpecked. Gay, I apologize. If I read you two chapters from Tik-Tok
tonight, will you forgive me?"
"Three."
"It's a deal. Please tell Teena to ask mathematicians working on Operation
Galactic Overlord to meet me asap in my quarters in Dora. Please tell all others
involved with Overlord that they are advised to come to Dora, eat and sleep
aboard
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