Kodell nodded. “Well, you know what Salvor Hardin used to say— ‘Never let your sense of morals keep you from doing what is right.’ ” “At the moment, I haven’t got a sense of morals,” muttered Branno. “I have a sense of boneweariness. And yet—I could name a number of people I would sooner lose than Golan Trevize. He is a handsome young man. —And, of course, he knows it.” Her last words slurred as she closed her eyes and fell into a light sleep.
