"You think I haf not tried?"
George stood thinking a long moment. He said, "Vernher, is there no way out?"
"Sure," Vernher laughed. "If we go back to savage pre-civilization."
"All right," George said. "I'll go tell Rosy. Watch the control panel a moment, will you? Especially the Eastern Section."
"What's the matter with them?"
"They seem to be getting restless lately."
"Nonsense! My snookers haf no emotions."
"Just seems that way sometimes," George said, going out. Their job could even make stones feel something, he thought.
He ran down to Rosy in the kitchen. She had consented to having servants only because of her social position, but she still insisted on personally running the kitchen her own way.
George pulled her into the hallway and put his arms around her and kissed her.