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28 She would cease to move. They would put her into the stamping mill.

That is death, Marius. Aren't you afraid of death?

No.

You see, Miss Glory, the Robots have no interest in life. They have no enjoyments. They are less than so much grass.

Oh, stop. Send them away.

Marius, Sulla, you may go.

[Exeunt and .]

How terrible! It's outrageous what you are doing.

Why outrageous?