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Mr.
Prosser
's
mouth
opened
and
closed
a
couple
of
times
while
his
mind
was
for
a
moment
filled
with
inexplicable
but
terribly
attractive
visions
of
Arthur
Dent
's
house
being
consumed
with
fire
and
Arthur
himself
running
screaming
from
the
blazing
ruin
with
at
least
three
hefty
spears
protruding
from
his
back
.
Mr.
Prosser
was
often
bothered
with
visions
like
these
and
they
made
him
feel
very
nervous
.
He
stuttered
for
a
moment
and
then
pulled
himself
together
.
"
Mr.
Dent
,
"
he
said
.
"
Hello
?
Yes
?
"
said
Arthur
.
"
Some
factual
information
for
you
.
Have
you
any
idea
how
much
damage
that
bulldozer
would
suffer
if
I
just
let
it
roll
straight
over
you
?
"
"
How
much
?
"
said
Arthur
.
"
None
at
all
,
"
said
Mr.
Prosser
,
and
stormed
nervously
off
wondering
why
his
brain
was
filled
with
a
thousand
hairy
horsemen
all
shouting
at
him
.
By
a
curious
coincidence
,
None
at
all
is
exactly
how
much
suspicion
the
ape-descendant
Arthur
Dent
had
that
one
of
his
closest
friends
was
not
descended
from
an
ape
,
but
was
in
fact
from
a
small
planet
in
the
vicinity
of
Betelgeuse
and
not
from
Guildford
as
he
usually
claimed
.
Arthur
Dent
had
never
,
ever
suspected
this
.
This
friend
of
his
had
first
arrived
on
the
planet
some
fifteen
Earth
years
previously
,
and
he
had
worked
hard
to
blend
himself
into
Earth
society
--
with
,
it
must
be
said
,
some
success
.
For
instance
he
had
spent
those
fifteen
years
pretending
to
be
an
out
of
work
actor
,
which
was
plausible
enough
.
