Even if we wear the new insosuits, they won't protect us for more than twenty minutes in direct sunlight. But we've got six robots down in the sublevels. Maybe we can use them, if they still work.
There was sudden hope in Donovan's eyes. "Are you sure? six robots from the First Expedition? But that was ten years ago.
"Well, they've got positronic brains very simple ones, of course. He put the map in his pocket. "Let's go down."
The robots were on the lowest sublevel. All six of them were extremely large, over three metres tall.
Donovan whistled. "Look at them! The chests must be three metres around.'
old machinery, Powell explained. "I've examined them they may talk.
Powell took an atomic battery from his pocket and put it to the chest of one of the robots. "You! Do you hear me?' The robot's head bent slowly and the eyes looked at well. "Yes, Master!' Its voice sounded rusty and tired. "Can you go outside? In the light?
The robot's brain worked slowly. "Yes, Master
We will take you upstairs and outside the station. You will go about thirty kilometres and you will find another robot, smaller than yourself. You will order him to return he doesn't wish to return, you must bring him back by force.
"Yes, Master.' "All right. Follow me. The robot didn't move. "I cannot. You must ride me.