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Chapter 17

           "Meanwhilewethankourclientsfortheirkindinterestandwouldaskthemtoleave.Now."

           Arthurlookedroundthenervousfacesofhiscompanions.

           "Well,Isupposewe’dbetterbegoingthen,hadn’twe?"hesuggested.

           "Shhh!"saidZaphod."There’sabsolutelynothingtobeworriedabout."

           "Thenwhy’severyonesotense?"

           "They’rejustinterested!"shoutedZaphod."Computer,startadescentintotheatmosphereandprepareforlanding."

           Thistimethefanfarewasquiteperfunctory,thevoicedistinctlycold.

           "Itismostgratifying,"itsaid,"thatyourenthusiasmforourplanetcontinuesunabated,andsowewouldliketoassureyouthattheguidedmissilescurrentlyconvergingwithyourshiparepartofaspecialserviceweextendtoallofourmostenthusiasticclients,andthefullyarmednuclearwarheadsareofcoursemerelyacourtesydetail.Welookforwardtoyourcustominfuturelives…thankyou."

           Thevoicesnappedoff.

           "Oh,"saidTrillian.

           "Er…"saidArthur.

           "Well?"saidFord.

           "Look,"saidZaphod,"willyougetitintoyourheads?That’sjustarecordedmessage.It’smillionsofyearsold.Itdoesn’tapplytous,getit?"

           "What,"saidTrillianquietly,"aboutthemissiles?"

           "Missiles?Don’tmakemelaugh."

           FordtappedZaphodontheshoulderandpointedattherearscreen.Clearinthedistancebehindthemtwosilverdartswereclimbingthroughtheatmospheretowardstheship.Aquickchangeofmagnificationbroughtthemintoclosefocus—twomassivelyrealrocketsthunderingthroughthesky.Thesuddennessofitwasshocking.

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