"And you're afraid of an idea,"
"We can't afford an idea, Ash. Not right now, at least."
"And still," Sutton told him, "it has been the ideas that have made men grow. We wouldn't have a culture or a civilization if it weren't for ideas."
"Right now," said Adams, bitterly, "men are fighting in the future over this destiny of yours."
"That's why I have to make a call," said Sutton. "That's why I need an hour."
Adams rose heavily to his feet.
"I may be making a mistake," he said. "It's something I have never done in all my life. But for once I'll gamble."
He led the way across the patio and into a dimly lighted room, furnished with old-fashioned furniture.
"Jonathon," he called.
Feet pattered in the hall and the android came into the room.