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"This letter was delivered for you, Mr. Adams."
"Thanks! No, you stay here. I can't bear to be alone today. The mail can wait till
tomorrow-or even longer."
He opened the letter and read it.
"The Emperor of New York will honour you with a visit at 2 o'clock. Prepare for
his reception and issue instructions for his safe conduct. If you or any of your staff
commit any unfriendly act, the GCC will be blasted. We demand obedience and
are a good master to those who love us."
Adams crumpled up the letter but immediately regretting his impulsiveness
straightened out the sheet of paper.
"You read it, Ms. Lawrence!"
The secretary complied. Her shrill laughter revealed that she believed every word
of it. She was dumbstruck with fear and panic.
"We have an emperor!" Adams laughed. His mirth did not sound genuine either but
that was understandable. "The robots have elected an emperor! I would like to
know which little clerk they ended up with. What do you think, Ms. Lawrence?"
"I think that it isn't a thing to joke about. And I know that I have never been so
afraid before in my whole life."
"This is no invasion from outer space, young lady," he attempted to console her.
"These are no monsters but simply robots, built by humans. Let's approach the
thing logically for a change, Ms. Lawrence: these fellows have gone crazy. It is
improbable that an entire series is suffering from some construction error. The
damages would show up consecutively in that case but not all at the same hour. I
am convinced that some undetected person has reprogrammed them, perhaps only
the most intelligent among them. He then passed on the assignment to the
specialized repair robots."
"Forgive me, Mr. Adams, but I just don't have your nerves and can't contemplate
the reasons now. I'm not a scientist, either, who could grasp the details. You have
to make the arrangements."
"Arrangements?" Adams echoed in a drawling tone. "You don't seriously believe
that I will treat this note differently than any other scrap of paper? Emperor of New
York! childish insanity!"
"The children of insanity have killed over 1000 people in Terrania. I wouldn't like
to be one of the millions in New York."
The short, hunchbacked man behind the desk pulled his head back between his
shoulders.
"In Terrania they started a vicious war," Adams considered aloud. "In New York
they want to negotiate. How does that fit together?"
"In 10 minutes it will be 2 o'clock, sir," the secretary urged. "Think of the people
in this building!"
"Alright. I shall receive the emperor. Perhaps. he will he amenable to a longer
discussion I could introduce him to Rhodan. Your idea isn't all that bad. Prepare
enough coffee, Ms. Lawrence. I mean a small pot is enough for me but the
emperor's taste will certainly he different."
Homer G. Adams gave the required instructions so that the employees would
behave properly upon the arrival of the emperor. Then he spoke to Perry Rhodan
over telecom.
"That is a pity," Rhodan declared in conclusion. "We won't be able to be there
before 2:30 but I will send you Kakuta."
The teleporter arrived at Adams' office at three minutes to 2.