Автостопом по галактике

Chapter 1

           HepointedatProsser."Thatmanwantstoknockmyhousedown!"

           Fordglancedathim,puzzled.

           "Wellhecandoitwhileyou’reawaycan’the?"heasked.

           "ButIdon’twanthimto!"

           "Ah."

           "Look,what’sthematterwithyouFord?"saidArthur.

           "Nothing.Nothing’sthematter.Listentome—I’vegottotellyouthemostimportantthingyou’veeverheard.I’vegottotellyounow,andI’vegottotellyouinthesaloonbaroftheHorseandGroom."

           "Butwhy?"

           "Becauseyouaregoingtoneedaverystiffdrink."

           FordstaredatArthur,andArthurwasastonishedtofindthathiswillwasbeginningtoweaken.Hedidn’trealizethatthiswasbecauseofanolddrinkinggamethatFordlearnedtoplayinthehyperspaceportsthatservedthemadraniteminingbeltsinthestarsystemofOrionBeta.

           ThegamewasnotunliketheEarthgamecalledIndianWrestling,andwasplayedlikethis:

           Twocontestantswouldsiteithersideofatable,withaglassinfrontofeachofthem.

           BetweenthemwouldbeplacedabottleofJanxSpirit(asimmortalizedinthatancientOrionminingsong"Ohdon’tgivemenonemoreofthatOldJanxSpirit/No,don’tyougivemenonemoreofthatOldJanxSpirit/Formyheadwillfly,mytonguewilllie,myeyeswillfryandImaydie/Won’tyoupourmeonemoreofthatsinfulOldJanxSpirit").

           Eachofthetwocontestantswouldthenconcentratetheirwillonthebottleandattempttotipitandpourspiritintotheglassofhisopponent—whowouldthenhavetodrinkit.

           Thebottlewouldthenberefilled.Thegamewouldbeplayedagain.Andagain.

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