Автостопом по галактике

Chapter 2

           

           Drink…but…verycarefully…

           TheHitchhiker’sGuidetotheGalaxysellsratherbetterthantheEncyclopediaGalactica.

           "Sixpintsofbitter,"saidFordPrefecttothebarmanoftheHorseandGroom."Andquicklyplease,theworld’sabouttoend."

           ThebarmanoftheHorseandGroomdidn’tdeservethissortoftreatment,hewasadignifiedoldman.HepushedhisglassesuphisnoseandblinkedatFordPrefect.Fordignoredhimandstaredoutofthewindow,sothebarmanlookedinsteadatArthurwhoshruggedhelplesslyandsaidnothing.

           Sothebarmansaid,"Ohyessir?Niceweatherforit,"andstartedpullingpints.

           Hetriedagain.

           "Goingtowatchthematchthisafternoonthen?"

           Fordglancedroundathim.

           "No,nopoint,"hesaid,andlookedbackoutofthewindow.

           "What’sthat,foregoneconclusionthenyoureckonsir?"saidthebarman."Arsenalwithoutachance?"

           "No,no,"saidFord,"it’sjustthattheworld’sabouttoend."

           "Ohyessir,soyousaid,"saidthebarman,lookingoverhisglassesthistimeatArthur."LuckyescapeforArsenalifitdid."

           Fordlookedbackathim,genuinelysurprised.

           "No,notreally,"hesaid.Hefrowned.

           Thebarmanbreathedinheavily."Thereyouaresir,sixpints,"hesaid.

           Arthursmiledathimwanlyandshruggedagain.Heturnedandsmiledwanlyattherestofthepubjustincaseanyofthemhadheardwhatwasgoingon.

           Noneofthemhad,andnoneofthemcouldunderstandwhathewassmilingatthemfor.

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