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Ten
times
the
robots
sprang
forward
and
stopped
,
as
the
man
remained
safely
seated
.
Major-general
Kallner
had
not
worn
his
uniform
in
its
entirety
since
the
first
dinner
with
the
U.
S.
Robot
representatives
.
He
wore
nothing
over
his
blue-gray
shirt
now
,
the
collar
was
open
,
and
the
black
tie
was
pulled
loose
.
He
looked
hopefully
at
Bogert
,
who
was
still
blandly
neat
and
whose
inner
tension
was
perhaps
betrayed
only
by
the
trace
of
glister
at
his
temples
.
The
general
said
,
"
How
does
it
look
?
What
is
it
you
're
trying
to
see
?
"
Bogert
replied
,
"
A
difference
which
may
turn
out
to
be
a
little
too
subtle
for
our
purposes
,
I
'm
afraid
.
For
sixty-two
of
those
robots
the
necessity
of
jumping
toward
the
apparently
threatened
human
was
what
we
call
,
in
robotics
,
a
forced
reaction
.
You
see
,
even
when
the
robots
knew
that
the
human
in
question
would
not
come
to
harm
--
and
after
the
third
or
fourth
time
they
must
have
known
it
--
they
could
not
prevent
reacting
as
they
did
.
First
Law
requires
it
"
"
Well
?
"
"
But
the
sixty-third
robot
,
the
modified
Nestor
,
had
no
such
complusion
.
He
was
under
free
action
.
If
he
had
wished
,
he
could
have
remained
in
his
seat
.
Unfortunately
,
"
said
his
voice
was
mildly
regretful
,
"
he
did
n't
so
wish
.
"
"
Why
do
you
suppose
?
"
Bogert
shrugged
,
"
I
suppose
Dr.
Calvin
will
tell
us
when
she
gets
here
.
Probably
with
a
horribly
pessimistic
interpretation
,
too
.
She
is
sometimes
a
bit
annoying
.
"
"
She
's
qualified
,
is
n't
she
?
"
demanded
the
general
with
a
sudden
frown
of
uneasiness
.
