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Rh them, they've no appetite at all. They've no interest in anything, Miss Glory. Why, hang it all, nobody's ever yet seen a Robot smile.

Why why don't you make them happier?

That wouldn't do, Miss Glory. They are only workmen.

Oh, but they’re so intelligent.

Confoundedly so, but they're nothing else. They've no will of their own. No passion. No soul.

No love?

Love? Rather not. Robots don't love. Not even themselves.