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Giskard said, in a voice so distorted that the words could barely be made out, “Because I am not certain.—What if the other view—is right—after all—and the Spacers will triumph and then themselves decay so that—the Galaxy will be empty.—Good-bye, friend—Dan—” And Giskard was silent, never to speak or move again.
Daneel rose.
He was alone—and with a Galaxy to care for.