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"Not at all. They seem to be new, models. I can't remember them and I'm sure they can't remember me.
If D. G was expecting anything hopeful to come of my supposed familiarity with the robots on my estate,
he will have to be disappointed."
Giskard said, "They do not seem to be doing anything, madam."
Gladia said, "That is understandable. We're intruders and they've come to observe us and to report on
us in accordance with what must be standing orders. They have no one now to report to, however, and
can merely silently, observe. Without further orders, I presume they will do no more than that, but they
won't cease doing so, either."
Daneel said, "It might be well, Madam Gladia, if we retired to our quarters on board ship. The captain
is, I believe, supervising the construction of defenses and is not ready to go exploring yet. I suspect he
will not approve your having left your quarters without his specific permission."
Gladia said haughtily, "I'm not going to delay stepping out onto the surface of my own world just to suit
his whim."
"I understand, but members of the crew are engaged in the vicinity and I believe that some note your
presence here.
"And are approaching," said Giskard. "If you would avoid infection
"I'm prepared," said Gladia. "Nose plugs and gloves."
Gladia did not understand the nature of the structures being put up on the flat ground about the ship. For
the most part, the crewmen, absorbed in the construction, had not seen Gladia and her two companions,
standing as they were in the shadows. (It was the warm season on this portion of Solaria, which had a
tendency to grow warmer-and on other occasions, colder-than Aurora did, since the Solarian day was
nearly six hours longer than the Auroran day.)
The crewmen approaching were five in number and one of them, the tallest and largest, pointed in the
direction of Gladia. The other four looked, remained standing for a while as though merely curious, and
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then, at a gesture from the first, approached again, changing their angle slightly so as to head directly for
the Auroran three.
Gladia watched them silently and with her eyebrows raised in contempt. Daneel and Giskard waited
impassively.
Giskard said in a low voice to Daneel, "I do not know where the captain is. I cannot distinguish him from
the crowd of crewmen in whose midst he must be."
"Shall we retire?" said Daneel aloud.
"That would be disgraceful," said Gladia. "This is my world."
She held her ground and the five crewmen came closer in leisurely fashion.
They had been working, doing hard physical labor (Like robots, thought Gladia with distain) and they
were sweating. Gladia became aware of the odor that reeked from them. That would have served to
force her away more than threats would, but she held her ground even so. The nose plugs, she was sure,
mitigated the effect of the smell.
The large crewman approached more closely than the others. His skin was bronzed. His bare arms
glistened with moisture and with shining musculature. He might be thirty (as nearly as Gladia could judge
the age of these shortlived, beings) and if he were washed and properly dressed, he might prove quite
presentable.
He said, "So you, are the Spacer lady from Aurora that we've been carrying on our ship?" He spoke
rather slowly, obviously trying to attain an aristocratic tinge to his Galactic. He failed, of course, and he
spoke like a Settler-even more crudely than D.G. did.
Gladia said, establishing her territorial rights, "I am from Solaria, Settler," and stopped in confused
embarrassment. She had spent so much time thinking of Solaria just now that twenty decades had
dropped away and she had spoken with a thick Solarian accent. There was the broad "a" in Solaria and
the rough "r," while the "I" sounded horribly like "Oi".
She said again, in a much lower, less commanding voice, but one in which the accent of Aurora
University-the standard for Galactic speech through all the Spacer worlds - rang clear, "I am from
Solaria, Settler."
The Settler laughed and turned to the others. "She speaks la-di-da, but she had to try. Right, mates?"
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The others laughed, too, and one cried out, "Get her to talk some more, Niss. Maybe we can a learn to
talk like Spacer birdies." And he placed one hand on his hip in as dainty a manner as he could manage,
while holding the other hand out limply.
Niss said, still smiling, "Shut up, all of you." There was instant silence.
He turned to Gladia again, "I'm Berto Niss, First-Class Shipper. And your name, little woman?"
Gladia did not venture to speak again.
Niss said, "I'm being polite, little woman. I'm speaking gentlemanly. Spacer-like. I know you're old
enough to be my great-grandmother. How old you are you, little woman?"
"Four hundred," shouted one of the crewmen from behind Niss, "but she doesn't look it!"
"She doesn't look one hundred," said another.
"She looks suitable for a little ding-donging, said a third, "and hasn't had any for a long time, I guess. Ask
her if she'd want some, Niss. Be polite an4 ask if we -can take turns."
Gladia flushed angrily and Daneel said, "First-Class
Shipper Niss, your companions, are offending Madam Gladia. Would you retire?"
Niss turned to look at Daneel, whom, till now, he had totally ignored. The smile vanished from his face
and he said, "Look, you. This little lady is off-limits. The captain said so. We won't bother her. Just a little
harmless talk. That thing there is a robot. We won't bother with him and he can't hurt us. We know the
Three Laws of Robotics. We order him to stay away from us, see. But you are a Spacer and the captain
has give us no orders about you. So you" -he pointed a finger---- "stay out of this and don't interfere or
you'll get your pretty skin all bruised up and then you might cry."
Daneel said nothing.
Niss nodded his head. "Good. I like to see someone smart enough not to start anything he can't finish."
He turned to Gladia, "Now, little Spacer woman, we will leave you alone because the captain doesn't
want you bothered. If one of the men here made a crude remark, that's only natural. Just shake hands
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and let's be friends --Spacer, Settler, what's the difference?"
He thrust out his hand toward Gladia, who shrank away in horror. Daneel's hand moved outward in a
flick that was almost too fast to see and, caught Niss's wrist, "First-Class Shipper Niss," he said quietly,
"do not attempt to touch the lady.
Niss looked down at his hand and at the fingers that enclosed his wrist firmly. He said in a low and
menacing growl, "You have till the count of three to let go."
Daneel's hand fell away. He said, "I must do as you say for I do not wish to harm you, but I must protect
the lady and if she doesn't wish to be touched, as I believe she doesn't, I may be forced into a position
where I must cause you pain. Please, accept my assurance that I will do all I can to minimize that."
One of the crewmen shouted joyously, "Give it to him, Niss. He's a talker."
Niss said, "Look, Spacer, twice I told you to keep out and you touched me once. Now I tell you a third
time and that's it. Make a move, say a word, and I take you apart. This little woman is going to shake
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