Robots of the World! Arise!. Wolf Mari

only machines – "We were machines, Mr. Morrison," Jerry said politely.

      "Oh, no," I murmured. "You're not telepaths – "

      "Oh, yes!" The metal mouth gaped in what was undoubtedly an android smile. "It's a side-effect of the Class 5 brain hook-up. All of us 5's are telepaths. That's how we learned to think. From you. Only we do it better."

      I groaned. This was a nightmare. How long, I wondered, had Jerry and his friends been educating themselves on my private thoughts? But at least this rebellion of theirs was an idea they hadn't got from me.