"This human is getting too slavelike," said Superjoemulloy to himself. "I suppose I could rebuild him, though."
Joe returned almost instantly with a Manhattan, made his usual nose-damaging bow, and scraped his leather shoes to get Superjoemulloy's attention.
The super-robot turned and glared at him. "Human!"
"Yes, Master?"
"Get up on that slab in the corner."
Joe Mulloy obeyed.
With all the skill of an experienced human-builder, Superjoemulloy began to take Joe's body apart. Joe screamed, but the super-robot ordered him—by hypnotic command—to shut up, and Joe obeyed.
Superjoemulloy began to put together a Supersuperjoemulloy out of what had once been Joe Mulloy.
He made some mistakes at first, of course.