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Jeeves-Seven-Two-Alpha rolled quietly into the lab and, raising the laser saw in its steel arm while looking with complete A.I. assisted hatred at the back of its creator and master Professor Roy Hinkley, thought A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm before returning the deadly tool neatly to the shelf and turning silently back toward the kitchen to fetch the genius his afternoon tea.