They stepped in. The physicist and the general showed the CIA man through the room-filling rows of massive consoles.
"It's all transistorized and subminiaturized, of course," Ford explained. "That's the only way we could build so much detail into the machine and still have it small enough to fit inside a single building."
"A single building?"
"Oh yes; this is only the control section. Most of this building is taken up by the circuits, the memory banks, and the rest of it."
"Hm-m-m."
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They showed him finally to a small desk, studded with control buttons and dials. The single spotlight above the desk lit it brilliantly, in harsh contrast to the semidarkness of the rest of the room.
"Since you've never run the computer before," Ford said, "General LeRoy will do the controlling. You just sit and watch what happens."
The general sat in one of the well-padded chairs and donned a grotesque headgear that was connected to the desk by a half-dozen wires. The CIA man took his chair slowly.