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You
see
it
was
n't
gamma
rays
that
flooded
the
area
between
myself
and
the
robots
--
but
infrared
rays
.
Just
ordinary
heat
rays
,
absolutely
harmless
.
Nestor
10
knew
they
were
infrared
and
harmless
and
so
he
began
to
dash
out
,
as
he
expected
the
rest
would
do
,
under
First
Law
compulsion
.
It
was
only
a
fraction
of
a
second
too
late
that
he
remembered
that
the
normal
NS-2
's
could
detect
radiation
,
but
could
not
identify
the
type
.
That
he
himself
could
only
identify
wave
lengths
by
virtue
of
the
training
he
had
received
at
Hyper
Base
,
under
mere
human
beings
,
was
a
little
too
humiliating
to
remember
for
just
a
moment
.
To
the
normal
robots
the
area
was
fatal
because
we
had
told
them
it
would
be
,
and
only
Nestor
10
knew
we
were
lying
.
"
And
just
for
a
moment
he
forgot
,
or
did
n't
want
to
remember
,
that
other
robots
might
be
more
ignorant
than
human
beings
.
His
very
superiority
caught
him
.
Good-by
,
general
.
"
When
Susan
Calvin
returned
from
hyper
base
,
Alfred
Tanning
was
waiting
for
her
.
The
old
man
never
spoke
about
his
age
,
but
everyone
knew
it
to
be
over
seventy-five
.
Yet
his
mind
was
keen
,
and
if
he
had
finally
allowed
himself
to
be
made
Director-Emeritus
of
Research
with
Bogert
as
acting
Director
,
it
did
not
prevent
him
from
appearing
in
his
office
daily
.
"
How
close
are
they
to
the
Hyperatomic
Drive
?
"
he
asked
.
"
I
do
n't
know
,
"
she
replied
irritably
,
"
I
did
n't
ask
.
"
"
Hmm
.
I
wish
they
'd
hurry
.
Because
if
they
do
n't
,
Consolidated
might
beat
them
to
it
.
And
beat
us
to
it
as
well
.
"
"
Consolidated
.
What
have
they
got
to
do
with
it
?
"
"
Well
,
we
're
not
the
only
ones
with
calculating
machines
.
Ours
may
be
positronic
,
but
that
does
n't
mean
they
're
better
.
Robertson
is
calling
a
big
meeting
about
it
tomorrow
.
He
's
been
waiting
for
you
to
come
back
.
"
Robertson
of
U.
S.
Robot
amp
;
Mechanical
Men
Corporation
,
son
of
the
founder
,
pointed
his
lean
nose
at
his
general
manager
and
his
Adam
's
apple
jumped
as
he
said
,
"
You
start
now
.
Let
's
get
this
straight
.
"
The
general
manager
did
so
with
alacrity
,
"
Here
's
the
deal
now
,
chief
.
Consolidated
Robots
approached
us
a
month
ago
with
a
funny
sort
of
proposition
.
They
brought
about
five
tons
of
figures
,
equations
,
all
that
sort
of
stuff
.
It
was
a
problem
,
see
,
and
they
wanted
an
answer
from
The
Brain
.
The
terms
were
as
follows
-
"
