 Why did Mrs. Price carry around a baby?
Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] Henry Infield placed the insulated circlet on his head gently. The gleaming rod extended above his head about a foot, the wires from it leading down into his collar, along his spine and finally out his pants leg to a short metallic strap that dragged on the floor. The people we treat are on one side of the line and we're on the other. "I dunno, Henry, but staying on our side is a pretty good way to keep sane The gyro actually passed over a man's shoulder, through his legs, under his arms. The foetic gyro ball was worn day and night, for life. If anybody does see that button in a patient's ear, it looks like a hearing aid. Yet for a nominal sum, the patient is equipped to hear the soothing recorded voice of his mother saying, 'It's all right, everything's all right, Mommy loves you, it's all right....'" Or suppose he's walking down a railroad track and hears a train whistle—if he can hear anything over that verbal pablum gushing in his ear." But what about the severe case where we have to burn a three-dimensional smiling mother-image on the eyes of the patient with radiation? With that image over everything he sees and with that insidious voice drumming in his head night and day, do you mean to say that man's senses will only be impaired 23 per cent? Infield stepped into the main stream of human traffic and tried to adjust to the second change in the air. Many "Cures" were not readily apparent. A young man with black glasses and a radar headset (a photophobe) was unable to keep from being pushed against Infield. A clean-cut young man with mouse-colored hair was moving toward the stubble-chinned, heavy-shouldered man quivering in the center of a web of impervium cables stuck secure to the walls and windows of buildings facing the street, the sidewalk, a mailbox, the lamp post and Infield. Mouse-hair yelled hoarsely, "Uncouple it, Davies! The magnetic suction dart dropped away from Infield like a thing that had been alive and now was killed. Mouse-hair drove a fast, hard right into the soft blue flesh of Davies' chin. People take one look at your Cure and don't ask you to go walking in the rain. This was revealed, as he turned his head, to be a small metal cube above his left ear.
 It was a doll that functioned as her Cure for the trauma experienced after the death of her baby whose passing was as a result of Mr. Price's drinking.
 The baby was a mechanized half-human robot that functioned as Mrs. Price's Cure for the trauma she experienced after accidentally killing her real child.  It made her feel matronly, which was a kind of Cure for the trauma she had experienced as a child.  The baby was the child she had with her husband, George Price.  It was a doll that functioned as her Cure for the trauma experienced after the death of her baby whose passing was as a result of Mr. Price's drinking.