"And darn my socks?""Yes." A frantic, watery-eyed nodding."And sweep the house?""Yes, yes - oh, yes!''"But I thought that's why we bought this house, so we wouldn't have to do anything?""That's just it. I feel like I don't belong here. The house is wife and mother now and nursemaid. Can I compete with an African veldt? Can I give a bath and scrub the children as efficiently or quickly as the automatic scrub bath can? I cannot. And it isn't just me. It's you.You’ve been awfully nervous lately.""I suppose I have been smoking too much.""You look as if you didn't know what to do with yourself in this house, either. You smoke a little more every morning and drink a little more every afternoon and need a little more sedative every night. You're beginning to feel unnecessary too."2. How is the parents’ perspective on their automated house starting to change?They are nervousthat the house is taking 5
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"Am I?" He paused and tried to feel into himself to see what was really there."Oh, George!" She looked beyond him, at the nursery door. "Those lions can't get out of there, can they?"He looked at the door and saw it tremble as if something had jumped against it from the other side."Of course not," he said. At dinner, they ate alone, for Wendy and Peter were at a special plastic carnival across town and had televised home to say they'd be late, to go ahead eating. So George Hadley, bemused, sat watching the dining-room table produce warm dishes of food from its mechanical interior."We forgot the ketchup," he said."Sorry," said a small voice within the table, and ketchup appeared.As for the nursery, thought George Hadley, it won’t hurt for the children to be locked out of it awhile. Too much of anything isn’t good for anyone. And it was clearly indicated that the children had been spending a little too much time on Africa. That sun. He could feel it on hisneck, still, like a hot paw. And the lions. And the smell of blood. Remarkable how the nurserycaught the telepathic emanations of the children’s minds and created life to fill their every desire. The children thought lions, and there were lions. The children thought zebras, and there were zebras. Sun - sun. Giraffes - giraffes. Death and death.That last. He chewed tastelessly on the meat that the table had cut for him. Death thoughts. They were awfully young, Wendy and Peter, for death thoughts. Or, no, you were never too young, really. Long before you knew what death was you were Wishing it on someone else? When you were two years old you were shooting people with cap pistols.But this - the long, hot African veldt-the awful death in the jaws of a lion. And repeated and again."Where are you going?"their place.6
He didn’t answer Lydia. Preoccupied, he let the lights glow softly on ahead of him, extinguish behind him as he padded to the nursery door. He listened against it. Far away, a lion roared.
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