Jeffreys said, “We had hoped you would be willing to be in charge of the conference.”
“I was not consulted in this.”
“Obviously time was short, sir. Do you agree to be in charge?”
Lynn smiled briefly. It was a matter of responsibility again. The responsibility must be clearly that of Lynn of Robotics. He had the feeling it would be Breckenridge who would really be in charge. But what could he do?
He said, “I agree.”
Breckenridge and Lynn returned together to Cheyenne, where that evening Laszlo listened with a sullen mistrust to Lynn’s description of coming events.
Laszlo said, “While you were gone, Chief, I’ve started putting five experimental models of humanoid structure through the testing procedures. Our men are on a twelve-hour day, with three shifts overlapping. If we’ve got to arrange a conference, we’re going to be crowded and red-taped out of everything. Work will come to a halt.”
Breckenridge said, “That will be only temporary. You will gain more than you lose.”
Laszlo scowled. “A bunch of astrophysicists and geochemists around won’t help a damn toward robotics.”