Chapter 65

Luba smiled at him. He felt a little reassured, but not much. "You should have phrased that differently," she said. "It's: 'It isn't exactly logic. I guess.'" "Not guess," Sir Lewis said. "You know. Prescience, Malone. Your precognitive faculty." "All right," Malone said. "All right. So what?" "Take it easy," Burris put in. "Relax, Malone. Everything's going to be all right." Sir Lewis waved a hand negligently. "Let's continue," he said. "Tell me, Malone: if you were a mathematics professor, teaching a course in ca…