He stood bleakly looking after her. After a time he went outside and struck across the field towards the forest.
This time the robot did not stop him.
Do not allow the emotional charm of any culture, nor any individual of that culture, to sway your inhibition appraisal.
In the narrow confines of the lifeboat he repeated the quotation grimly. Good inhibition agents are inflexible. He was a good agent.
For almost an hour he fed data into the monitor tapes. Then he touched a stud and closed his eyes, waiting for judgment.
"Agricultural family-group societies are normally stagnant," the monitor droned. "Such cultures, regardless of technological level, do not warrent inhibition of any type. Reference: twelfth generation check on Eden V."
The room spun. Saxon whispered, "But they have cybernetics, matter transmitters."
"Regardless of technological level." The monitor was adamant.
This was madness. Saxon wiped his forehead and said, "Assuming geographical isolation no barrier to united group action in the event of emergency."