Machine says: Unable as I am to leave this accursed machine in which you imprisoned me

Machine says: I have indeed given some thought to the whole question”, lisped the computerized Trurl through the output slot.

Machine says: “True, I have also occupied myself with other things, particularly as you, O craven counterpart of mine,

Machine says: were thoughtless enough to pack me in here without a stitch

Machine says: a house and garden as like yours as two p’s in a polynomial, only nicer since I hung a scalar sky over mine, with fully convergent constellations,

Machine says: and was just considering, when you interrupted, the best way to calculate out a Klapaucius, for it gets terribly lonely in here among these unimaginative capacitors,

Machine says: these monotonous cables and coils!”

Machine says: Remember that I, duplicate or not, am you yourself, and so I know you well, my friend!

Machine says: I have but to look within to see all your little tricks and villanies. No, you cannot hide a thing from me!”