"Bad news is sometimes repressed by a prudent government - and Earth officials, though barbarians, might conceivably be prudent. And if our robot failed and was questioned, he would certainly go into irreversible block. That means we will have lost a robot, something we can afford to do, but nothing more. And if Giskard should still be at large, the more reason we have to hurry."
"If we have lost a robot, we have lost more than a robot if they manage to elicit the location of this center of operations. We ought, at least, not to have used a local robot."
"I used one that was immediately available. And he will reveal nothing. You can trust my programming, I think."
"He cannot help reveal, by his mere existence, whether frozen or not, that he is of Auroran manufacture. Earth roboticists - and there are some on this planet - will be sure of that. All the more reason to make the increase in radioactivity very slow. Enough time must pass so that Earthpeople forget the incident and don't associate it with the progressive change in radioactivity. We must have ten decades at the very least, perhaps fifteen, or even twenty."
He walked away to inspect his instruments again and to re-establish contact with relays six and ten, which he still found troublesome. Amadiro looked after him with a mixture of disdain and intense dislike and muttered to himself, "Yes, but I don't have twenty more decades, or fifteen, or maybe even ten. You do - but I don't."
93
It was early morning in New York. Giskard and Daneel assumed that from the gradual heightening of activity.
"Somewhere above and outside the City," said Giskard, "it may be dawn now. Once, in speaking to Elijah Baley twenty decades ago, I referred to Earth as the World of the Dawn. Will it continue to be so for much longer? Or has it already ceased to be that?"
"These are morbid thoughts, friend Giskard," said Daneel. "It will be better if we occupy ourselves with what must be done on this day to help keep Earth the World of the Dawn."
Gladia entered the apartment, wearing a bathrobe and slippers. Her hair was freshly dried.
"Ridiculous!" she said. "Earthwomen go through the corridors on their way to the mass Personals in the morning disheveled and slatternly. It is done on purpose, I think. It is bad manners to comb one's hair on the way to the Personal. Apparently, dishevelment to begin with enhances that well-cared-for look afterward. I should have brought a complete morning outfit with me. You should have seen the looks I got when I left with my bathrobe on. Leaving the Personal, one must be the last word. - Yes, Daneel?"
"Madam," said, Daneel, "May we have a word with you?"
Gladia hesitated. "Not much of a word, Daneel. As you are probably aware, this is going to be a big day and my morning appointments begin almost at once."
"That is precisely what I wish to discuss, madam," said Daneel. "On this important day, all will go better if we are not with you."
"What?"
"The effect you would wish to have on Earthpeople would be greatly diminished if you surround yourself with robots."
"I will not be surrounded. There will be just you two. How can I do without you?"
"It is necessary that you learn to, madam. While we are with you, you are marked off as different from Earthpeople. You are made to seem afraid of them."
Gladia said, troubled, "I need some protection, Daneel. Remember what happened last night."
"Madam, we could not have prevented what happened last night and we could not have protected you - if that were necessary. Fortunately, you were not the target last night. The blaster bolt was aimed at Giskard's head."
"Why Giskard?"
"How could a robot aim at you or at any human being? The robot aimed at Giskard for some reason. For us to be near you, then, might but increase your danger. Remember that as the tale of last night's events spreads, even though the Earth government may try to suppress the details, there will be a rumor to the effect that it was a robot who held a blaster and fired it. That will arouse public indignation against robots - against us - and, even against you if you persist in being seen with us. It would be better if you were without us."
"For how long?"
"For at least as long as your mission lasts, madam. The captain will be better able to help you in the days to come than we will be. He knows Earthpeople, he is highly thought of by them - and he thinks very highly of you, madam."
Gladia said, "Can you tell that he thinks very highly of me?"
"Although I am a robot, it would seem so to me. And at any time that you should wish us back, we will come back, of course - but, for now, we think that the best way we can serve and protect you is to leave you in Captain Baley's hands."
Gladia said, "I will think of it."
"In the meanwhile, madam," said Daneel, "we will see Captain Baley and find out if he agrees with us."
"Do so!" said Gladia and passed into her bedroom.
Daneel turned and spoke minimally to Giskard. "Is she willing?"
"More than willing," said Giskard. "She has always been a little restless in my presence and would not suffer unduly at my absence. For you, friend Daneel, she has ambivalent feelings. You remind her markedly of friend Jander, whose inactivation, many decades ago, was so traumatic for her. This has been a source of both attraction and repulsion to her, so it was not necessary to do much - I lessened her attraction to you and increased her strong attraction to the captain. She will do without us easily."
"Then let us find the captain," said Daneel. Together, they left the room and entered the hallway that passed by the apartment.