-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Дуглас Адамс
-
- Автостопом по галактике
-
- Стр. 134/224
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
The
lever
snapped
off
.
The
ship
twisted
sharply
and
rocketed
upwards
.
The
crew
were
hurled
violently
back
across
the
cabin
.
Ford
's
copy
of
The
Hitchhiker
's
Guide
to
the
Galaxy
smashed
into
another
section
of
the
control
console
with
the
combined
result
that
the
Guide
started
to
explain
to
anyone
who
cared
to
listen
about
the
best
ways
of
smuggling
Antarean
parakeet
glands
out
of
Antares
(
an
Antarean
parakeet
gland
stuck
on
a
small
stick
is
a
revolting
but
much
sought
after
cocktail
delicacy
and
very
large
sums
of
money
are
often
paid
for
them
by
very
rich
idiots
who
want
to
impress
other
very
rich
idiots
)
,
and
the
ship
suddenly
dropped
out
of
the
sky
like
a
stone
.
It
was
of
course
more
or
less
at
this
moment
that
one
of
the
crew
sustained
a
nasty
bruise
to
the
upper
arm
.
This
should
be
emphasized
because
,
as
had
already
been
revealed
,
they
escape
otherwise
completely
unharmed
and
the
deadly
nuclear
missiles
do
not
eventually
hit
the
ship
.
The
safety
of
the
crew
is
absolutely
assured
.
"
Impact
minus
twenty
seconds
,
guys
...
"
said
the
computer
.
"
Then
turn
the
bloody
engines
back
on
!
"
bawled
Zaphod
.
"
OK
,
sure
thing
,
guys
,
"
said
the
computer
.
With
a
subtle
roar
the
engines
cut
back
in
,
the
ship
smoothly
flattened
out
of
its
dive
and
headed
back
towards
the
missiles
again
.
The
computer
started
to
sing
.
"
When
you
walk
through
the
storm
...
"
it
whined
nasally
,
"
hold
your
head
up
high
...
"
Zaphod
screamed
at
it
to
shut
up
,
but
his
voice
was
lost
in
the
din
of
what
they
quite
naturally
assumed
was
approaching
destruction
.
"
And
do
n't
...
be
afraid
...
of
the
dark
!
"
Eddie
wailed
.
