“-Are you serious? Do you really believe that the machine thinks? I did not immediately receive an answer: Moxon seemed completely absorbed in the coals in the fireplace, he deftly wielded the poker until the coals, flattered by his attention, glowed brighter. For several weeks now, I have watched him develop the habit of delaying answering the most simple, trivial questions. However, he looked absent-minded, as if he was not thinking about the answer, but was immersed in his own thoughts, as if something had stuck like a nail in his head...”