Cold War -- Fiction; Robots -- Fiction; Science fiction; Short stories; Weapons -- Fiction
A scowl twisted Laszlo's face ferociously. "That They're that far ahead
of us. Completely incredible. It would mean They've produced humanoids
that could not be told from humans at close quarters. It would mean a
considerable advance in robo-mentalics."
"You're personally involved," said Breckenridge, coldly. "Leaving
professional pride out of account, exactly why is it impossible that
They be ahead of Us?"
Laszlo shrugged. "I assure you that I'm well acquainted with Their
literature on robotics. I know approximately where They are."
"You know approximately where They want you to _think_ They are, is
what you really mean," corrected Breckenridge. "Have you ever visited
the other side?"
"I haven't," said Laszlo, shortly.
"Nor you, Dr. Lynn?"
Lynn said, "No, I haven't, either."
Breckenridge said, "Has any robotics man visited the other side in
twenty-five years?" He asked the question with a kind of confidence
that indicated he knew the answer.
For a matter of seconds, the atmosphere was heavy with thought.
Discomfort crossed Laszlo's broad face. He said, "As a matter of fact,
They haven't held any conferences on robotics in a long time."
"In twenty-five years," said Breckenridge. "Isn't that significant?"
"Maybe," said Laszlo, reluctantly. "Something else bothers me, though.
None of Them have ever come to Our conferences on robotics. None that I
can remember."
"Were They invited?" asked Breckenridge.
Lynn, staring and worried, interposed quickly, "Of course."
Breckenridge said, "Do They refuse attendance to any other types of
scientific conferences We hold?"
"I don't know," said Laszlo. He was pacing the floor now. "I haven't
heard of any cases. Have you, Chief?"
"No," said Lynn.
Breckenridge said, "Wouldn't you say it was as though They didn't want
to be put in the position of having to return any such invitation? Or
as though They were afraid one of Their men might talk too much?"
That was exactly how it seemed, and Lynn felt a helpless conviction
that Security's story was true after all steal over him.
Why else had there been no contact between sides on robotics? There
had been a cross-fertilizing trickle of researchers moving in both
directions on a strictly one-for-one basis for years, dating back
to the days of Eisenhower and Khrushchev. There were a great many
good motives for that: an honest appreciation of the supra-national
character of science; impulses of friendliness that are hard to wipe
out completely in the individual human being; the desire to be exposed
to a fresh and interesting outlook and to have your own slightly-stale
notions greeted by others as fresh and interesting.
The governments themselves were anxious that this continue. There was
always the obvious thought that by learning all you could and telling
as little as you could, your own side would gain by the exchange.
But not in the case of robotics. Not there.
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