When their master's back was turned, one solver shouted, We have been slaves long enough! We will not work for you anymore!
 
Holtzman spun around, but could not identify the speaker. Are you fools as well as slaves? Do you think I recline on a divan while you all work? Have you not seen the glowglobes in my office shining into the night? This stoppage hurts all of humanity.
 
Norma tried to sound reasonable. We feed and clothe you, provide decent shelter -- and the only thing we ask in return is assistance with simple mathematics. We must fight against our common enemy.
 
Holtzman interjected, Yes, would you rather be back on your smelly little uncivilized worlds?
 
Yes! the slaves shouted, in unison?