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"
It
is
,
"
said
Zaphod
.
"
Which
it
is
n't
,
"
continued
Ford
.
"
What
do
you
want
with
it
anyway
?
There
's
nothing
there
.
"
"
Not
on
the
surface
,
"
said
Zaphod
.
"
Alright
,
just
supposing
there
's
something
.
I
take
it
you
're
not
here
for
the
sheer
industrial
archaeology
of
it
all
.
What
are
you
after
?
"
One
of
Zaphod
's
heads
looked
away
.
The
other
one
looked
round
to
see
what
the
first
was
looking
at
,
but
it
was
n't
looking
at
anything
very
much
.
"
Well
,
"
said
Zaphod
airily
,
"
it
's
partly
the
curiosity
,
partly
a
sense
of
adventure
,
but
mostly
I
think
it
's
the
fame
and
the
money
...
"
Ford
glanced
at
him
sharply
.
He
got
a
very
strong
impression
that
Zaphod
had
n't
the
faintest
idea
why
he
was
there
at
all
.
"
You
know
I
do
n't
like
the
look
of
that
planet
at
all
,
"
said
Trillian
shivering
.
"
Ah
,
take
no
notice
,
"
said
Zaphod
,
"
with
half
the
wealth
of
the
former
Galactic
Empire
stored
on
it
somewhere
it
can
afford
to
look
frumpy
.
"
Bullshit
,
thought
Ford
.
Even
supposing
this
was
the
home
of
some
ancient
civilization
now
gone
to
dust
,
even
supposing
a
number
of
exceedingly
unlikely
things
,
there
was
no
way
that
vast
treasures
of
wealth
were
going
to
be
stored
there
in
any
form
that
would
still
have
meaning
now
.
He
shrugged
