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. To which Dr.Gerrigel s only response, aside froma glance at his stop watch, was to extend his righthand as far as he could sideways and to say, Would197 Caves of Steel 6/23/03 10:08 AM Page 198ISAAC ASIMOVyou touch the tip of my middle finger with the tip ofthe third finger of your left hand? Daneel did that promptly and easily.In fifteen minutes, not more, Dr.Gerrigel was fin-ished.He used his slide rule for a last silent calcula-tion, then disassembled it with a series of snaps.Heput away his stop watch, withdrew the Handbookfrom the viewer, and collapsed the latter. Is that all? said Baley, frowning. That s all. But it s ridiculous.You ve asked nothing that per-tains to the First Law. Oh, my dear Mr.Baley, when a doctor hits yourknee with a little rubber mallet and it jerks, don t youaccept the fact that it gives information concerning thepresence or absence of some degenerative nerve dis-ease? When he looks closely at your eyes and consid-ers the reaction of your iris to light, are you surprisedthat he can tell you something concerning your possi-ble addiction to the use of certain alkaloids? Baley said, Well, then? What s your decision? Daneel is fully equipped with the First Law! The roboticist jerked his head in a sharp affirmative. You can t be right, said Baley huskily.Baley would not have thought that Dr.Gerrigelcould stiffen into a rigidity that was greater than hisusual position.He did so, however, visibly.The man seyes grew narrow and hard. Are you teaching me my job? I don t mean you re incompetent, said Baley.Heput out a large, pleading hand. But couldn t you be198 Caves of Steel 6/23/03 10:08 AM Page 199THE CAVES OF STEELmistaken? You ve said yourself nobody knows any-thing about the theory of non-Asenion robots.Ablind man could read by using Braille or a sound-scriber.Suppose you didn t know that Braille orsound-scribing existed.Couldn t you, in all honesty,say that a man had eyes because he knew the contentsof a certain book-film, and be mistaken? Yes, the roboticist grew genial again, I see yourpoint.But still a blind man could not read by use ofhis eyes and it is that which I was testing, if I maycontinue the analogy.Take my word for it, regardlessof what a non-Asenion robot could or could not do, itis certain that R.Daneel is equipped with First Law. Couldn t he have falsified his answers? Baleywas floundering, and he knew it. Of course not.That is the difference between arobot and a man.A human brain, or any mammalianbrain, cannot be completely analyzed by any mathe-matical discipline now known.No response cantherefore be counted upon as a certainty.The robotbrain is completely analyzable, or it could not beconstructed.We know exactly what the responses togiven stimuli must be.No robot can truly falsifyanswers.The thing you call falsification just doesn texist in the robot s mental horizon. Then let s get down to cases.R.Daneel did pointa blaster at a crowd of human beings.I saw that.Iwas there.Granted that he didn t shoot, wouldn t theFirst Law still have forced him into a kind of neuro-sis? It didn t, you know.He was perfectly normalafterward. 199 Caves of Steel 6/23/03 10:08 AM Page 200ISAAC ASIMOVThe roboticist put a hesitant hand to his chin. That is anomalous. Not at all, said R.Daneel, suddenly. PartnerElijah, would you look at the blaster that you tookfrom me? Baley looked down upon the blaster he held cra-dled in his left hand. Break open the charge chamber, urged R.Daneel. Inspect it. Baley weighed his chances, then slowly put hisown blaster on the table beside him.With a quickmovement, he opened the robot s blaster. It s empty, he said, blankly. There is no charge in it, agreed R.Daneel. Ifyou will look closer, you will see that there has neverbeen a charge in it.The blaster has no ignition budand cannot be used. Baley said, You held an uncharged blaster on thecrowd? I had to have a blaster or fail in my role as plain-clothes man, said R.Daneel. Yet to carry a chargedand usable blaster might have made it possible for meto hurt a human being by accident, a thing which is,of course, unthinkable.I would have explained this atthe time, but you were angry and would not listen. Baley stared bleakly at the useless blaster in hishand and said in a low voice, I think that s all, Dr.Gerrigel.Thank you for helping out. Baley sent out for lunch, but when it came (yeast-nut cake and a rather extravagant slice of fried chick-200 Caves of Steel 6/23/03 10:08 AM Page 201THE CAVES OF STEELen on cracker) he could only stare at it.Round and round went the currents of his mind.The lines of his long face were etched in deep gloom.He was living in an unreal world, a cruel, topsy-turvy world.How had it happened? The immediate paststretched behind him like a misty improbable dreamdating back to the moment he had stepped into JuliusEnderby s office and found himself suddenlyimmersed in a nightmare of murder and robotics.Jehoshaphat! It had begun only fifty hours before.Persistently, he had sought the solution inSpacetown.Twice he had accused R.Daneel, once asa human being in disguise, and once as an admittedand actual robot, each time as a murderer.Twice theaccusation had been bent back and broken.He was being driven back.Against his will he wasforced to turn his thoughts into the City, and since lastnight he dared not.Certain questions battered at hisconscious mind, but he would not listen; he felt he couldnot.If he heard them, he couldn t help but answer themand, oh God, he didn t want to face the answers. Lije! Lije! A hand shook Baley s shoulderroughly.Baley stirred and said, What s up, Phil? Philip Norris, Plain-clothes Man C-5, sat down,put his hands on his knees, and leaned forward, peer-ing at Baley s face. What happened to you? Beenliving on knockout drops lately? You were sittingthere with your eyes open and, near as I could snakeout, you were dead. 201 Caves of Steel 6/23/03 10:08 AM Page 202ISAAC ASIMOVHe rubbed his thinning, pale blond hair, and hisclose-set eyes appraised Baley s cooling lunch greed-ily. Chicken! he said. It s getting so you can t getit without a doctor s prescription. Take some, said Baley, listlessly.Decorum won out and Norris said, Oh, well, I mgoing out to eat in a minute.You keep it. Say,what s doing with the Commish? What? Norris attempted a casual attitude, but his handswere restless.He said, Go on.You know what Imean.You ve been living with him ever since he gotback.What s up? A promotion in the works? Baley frowned and felt reality return somewhat atthe touch of office politics.Norris had approximate-ly his own seniority and he was bound to watch mostassiduously for any sign of official preference inBaley s direction.Baley said, No promotion.Believe me.It s nothing.Nothing.And if it s the Commissioner you re wanting, Iwish I could give him to you.Jehoshaphat! Take him! Norris said, Don t get me wrong.I don t care if youget promoted.I just mean that if you ve got any pullwith the Commish, how about using it for the kid? What kid? There was no need of any answer to that.VincentBarrett, the youngster who had been moved out of hisjob to make room for R [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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. To which Dr.Gerrigel s only response, aside froma glance at his stop watch, was to extend his righthand as far as he could sideways and to say, Would197 Caves of Steel 6/23/03 10:08 AM Page 198ISAAC ASIMOVyou touch the tip of my middle finger with the tip ofthe third finger of your left hand? Daneel did that promptly and easily.In fifteen minutes, not more, Dr.Gerrigel was fin-ished.He used his slide rule for a last silent calcula-tion, then disassembled it with a series of snaps.Heput away his stop watch, withdrew the Handbookfrom the viewer, and collapsed the latter. Is that all? said Baley, frowning. That s all. But it s ridiculous.You ve asked nothing that per-tains to the First Law. Oh, my dear Mr.Baley, when a doctor hits yourknee with a little rubber mallet and it jerks, don t youaccept the fact that it gives information concerning thepresence or absence of some degenerative nerve dis-ease? When he looks closely at your eyes and consid-ers the reaction of your iris to light, are you surprisedthat he can tell you something concerning your possi-ble addiction to the use of certain alkaloids? Baley said, Well, then? What s your decision? Daneel is fully equipped with the First Law! The roboticist jerked his head in a sharp affirmative. You can t be right, said Baley huskily.Baley would not have thought that Dr.Gerrigelcould stiffen into a rigidity that was greater than hisusual position.He did so, however, visibly.The man seyes grew narrow and hard. Are you teaching me my job? I don t mean you re incompetent, said Baley.Heput out a large, pleading hand. But couldn t you be198 Caves of Steel 6/23/03 10:08 AM Page 199THE CAVES OF STEELmistaken? You ve said yourself nobody knows any-thing about the theory of non-Asenion robots.Ablind man could read by using Braille or a sound-scriber.Suppose you didn t know that Braille orsound-scribing existed.Couldn t you, in all honesty,say that a man had eyes because he knew the contentsof a certain book-film, and be mistaken? Yes, the roboticist grew genial again, I see yourpoint.But still a blind man could not read by use ofhis eyes and it is that which I was testing, if I maycontinue the analogy.Take my word for it, regardlessof what a non-Asenion robot could or could not do, itis certain that R.Daneel is equipped with First Law. Couldn t he have falsified his answers? Baleywas floundering, and he knew it. Of course not.That is the difference between arobot and a man.A human brain, or any mammalianbrain, cannot be completely analyzed by any mathe-matical discipline now known.No response cantherefore be counted upon as a certainty.The robotbrain is completely analyzable, or it could not beconstructed.We know exactly what the responses togiven stimuli must be.No robot can truly falsifyanswers.The thing you call falsification just doesn texist in the robot s mental horizon. Then let s get down to cases.R.Daneel did pointa blaster at a crowd of human beings.I saw that.Iwas there.Granted that he didn t shoot, wouldn t theFirst Law still have forced him into a kind of neuro-sis? It didn t, you know.He was perfectly normalafterward. 199 Caves of Steel 6/23/03 10:08 AM Page 200ISAAC ASIMOVThe roboticist put a hesitant hand to his chin. That is anomalous. Not at all, said R.Daneel, suddenly. PartnerElijah, would you look at the blaster that you tookfrom me? Baley looked down upon the blaster he held cra-dled in his left hand. Break open the charge chamber, urged R.Daneel. Inspect it. Baley weighed his chances, then slowly put hisown blaster on the table beside him.With a quickmovement, he opened the robot s blaster. It s empty, he said, blankly. There is no charge in it, agreed R.Daneel. Ifyou will look closer, you will see that there has neverbeen a charge in it.The blaster has no ignition budand cannot be used. Baley said, You held an uncharged blaster on thecrowd? I had to have a blaster or fail in my role as plain-clothes man, said R.Daneel. Yet to carry a chargedand usable blaster might have made it possible for meto hurt a human being by accident, a thing which is,of course, unthinkable.I would have explained this atthe time, but you were angry and would not listen. Baley stared bleakly at the useless blaster in hishand and said in a low voice, I think that s all, Dr.Gerrigel.Thank you for helping out. Baley sent out for lunch, but when it came (yeast-nut cake and a rather extravagant slice of fried chick-200 Caves of Steel 6/23/03 10:08 AM Page 201THE CAVES OF STEELen on cracker) he could only stare at it.Round and round went the currents of his mind.The lines of his long face were etched in deep gloom.He was living in an unreal world, a cruel, topsy-turvy world.How had it happened? The immediate paststretched behind him like a misty improbable dreamdating back to the moment he had stepped into JuliusEnderby s office and found himself suddenlyimmersed in a nightmare of murder and robotics.Jehoshaphat! It had begun only fifty hours before.Persistently, he had sought the solution inSpacetown.Twice he had accused R.Daneel, once asa human being in disguise, and once as an admittedand actual robot, each time as a murderer.Twice theaccusation had been bent back and broken.He was being driven back.Against his will he wasforced to turn his thoughts into the City, and since lastnight he dared not.Certain questions battered at hisconscious mind, but he would not listen; he felt he couldnot.If he heard them, he couldn t help but answer themand, oh God, he didn t want to face the answers. Lije! Lije! A hand shook Baley s shoulderroughly.Baley stirred and said, What s up, Phil? Philip Norris, Plain-clothes Man C-5, sat down,put his hands on his knees, and leaned forward, peer-ing at Baley s face. What happened to you? Beenliving on knockout drops lately? You were sittingthere with your eyes open and, near as I could snakeout, you were dead. 201 Caves of Steel 6/23/03 10:08 AM Page 202ISAAC ASIMOVHe rubbed his thinning, pale blond hair, and hisclose-set eyes appraised Baley s cooling lunch greed-ily. Chicken! he said. It s getting so you can t getit without a doctor s prescription. Take some, said Baley, listlessly.Decorum won out and Norris said, Oh, well, I mgoing out to eat in a minute.You keep it. Say,what s doing with the Commish? What? Norris attempted a casual attitude, but his handswere restless.He said, Go on.You know what Imean.You ve been living with him ever since he gotback.What s up? A promotion in the works? Baley frowned and felt reality return somewhat atthe touch of office politics.Norris had approximate-ly his own seniority and he was bound to watch mostassiduously for any sign of official preference inBaley s direction.Baley said, No promotion.Believe me.It s nothing.Nothing.And if it s the Commissioner you re wanting, Iwish I could give him to you.Jehoshaphat! Take him! Norris said, Don t get me wrong.I don t care if youget promoted.I just mean that if you ve got any pullwith the Commish, how about using it for the kid? What kid? There was no need of any answer to that.VincentBarrett, the youngster who had been moved out of hisjob to make room for R [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]