Автостопом по галактике

Chapter 1

           

           Hewasnotconspicuouslytall,hisfeatureswerestrikingbutnotconspicuouslyhandsome.Hishairwaswiryandgingerishandbrushedbackwardsfromthetemples.Hisskinseemedtobepulledbackwardsfromthenose.Therewassomethingveryslightlyoddabouthim,butitwasdifficulttosaywhatitwas.Perhapsitwasthathiseyesdidn’tblinkoftenenoughandwhenyoutalkedtohimforanylengthoftimeyoureyesbeganinvoluntarilytowateronhisbehalf.Perhapsitwasthathesmiledslightlytoobroadlyandgavepeopletheunnervingimpressionthathewasabouttogofortheirneck.

           HestruckmostofthefriendshehadmadeonEarthasaneccentric,butaharmlessone—anunrulyboozerwithsomeoddishhabits.Forinstancehewouldoftengatecrashuniversityparties,getbadlydrunkandstartmakingfunofanyastrophysicisthecouldfindtillhegotthrownout.

           Sometimeshewouldgetseizedwithoddlydistractedmoodsandstareintotheskyasifhypnotizeduntilsomeoneaskedhimwhathewasdoing.Thenhewouldstartguiltilyforamoment,relaxandgrin.

           "Oh,justlookingforflyingsaucers,"hewouldjokeandeveryonewouldlaughandaskhimwhatsortofflyingsaucershewaslookingfor.

           "Greenones!"hewouldreplywithawickedgrin,laughwildlyforamomentandthensuddenlylungeforthenearestbarandbuyanenormousroundofdrinks.

           Eveningslikethisusuallyendedbadly.Fordwouldgetoutofhisskullonwhisky,huddleintoacornerwithsomegirlandexplaintoherinslurredphrasesthathonestlythecolouroftheflyingsaucersdidn’tmatterthatmuchreally.

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