Я, Робот

           We’renotgoingtodothatbysaying,`Yourfault!Myfault!’"

           HercoldgrayeyesfasteneduponAshe,andhegrinned.

           Lanninggrinnedtoo,and,asalwaysatsuchtimes,hislongwhitehairandshrewdlittleeyesmadehimthepictureofabiblicalpatriarch,"Trueforyou,Dr.Calvin."

           Hisvoicebecamesuddenlycrisp,"Here’severythinginpill-concentrateform.We’veproducedapositronicbrainofsupposedlyordinaryvintagethat’sgottheremarkablepropertyofbeingabletotuneinonthoughtwaves.Itwouldmarkthemostimportantadvanceinroboticsindecades,ifweknewhowithappened.Wedon’t,andwehavetofindout.Isthatclear?"

           "MayImakeasuggestion?"askedBogert.

           "Goahead!"

           "I’dsaythatuntilwedofigureoutthemess-andasamathematicianIexpectittobeaverydevilofamess-wekeeptheexistenceofRD-34asecret.Imeanevenfromtheothermembersofthestaff.Asheadsofthedepartments,weoughtnottofinditaninsolubleproblem,andthefewerknowaboutit-"

           "Bogertisright,"saidDr.Calvin."EversincetheInterplanetaryCodewasmodifiedtoallowrobotmodelstobetestedintheplantsbeforebeingshippedouttospace,antirobotpropagandahasincreased.Ifanywordleaksoutaboutarobotbeingabletoreadmindsbeforewecanannouncecompletecontrolofthephenomenon,prettyeffectivecapitalcouldbemadeoutofit."

           Lanningsuckedathiscigarandnoddedgravely.HeturnedtoAshe,"Ithinkyousaidyouwerealonewhenyoufirststumbledonthisthought-readingbusiness."