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Trillian
hugged
herself
,
shivered
and
frowned
.
She
could
have
sworn
she
saw
a
slight
and
unexpected
movement
out
of
the
corner
of
her
eye
,
but
when
she
glanced
in
that
direction
all
she
could
see
was
the
ship
,
still
and
silent
,
a
hundred
yards
or
so
behind
them
.
She
was
relieved
when
a
second
or
so
later
they
caught
sight
of
Zaphod
standing
on
top
of
the
ridge
of
ground
and
waving
to
them
to
come
and
join
him
.
He
seemed
to
be
excited
,
but
they
could
n't
clearly
hear
what
he
was
saying
because
of
the
thinnish
atmosphere
and
the
wind
.
As
they
approached
the
ridge
of
higher
ground
they
became
aware
that
it
seemed
to
be
circular
--
a
crater
about
a
hundred
and
fifty
yards
wide
.
Round
the
outside
of
the
crater
the
sloping
ground
was
spattered
with
black
and
red
lumps
.
They
stopped
and
looked
at
a
piece
.
It
was
wet
.
It
was
rubbery
.
With
horror
they
suddenly
realized
that
it
was
fresh
whalemeat
.
At
the
top
of
the
crater
's
lip
they
met
Zaphod
.
"
Look
,
"
he
said
,
pointing
into
the
crater
.
In
the
centre
lay
the
exploded
carcass
of
a
lonely
sperm
whale
that
had
n't
lived
long
enough
to
be
disappointed
with
its
lot
.
The
silence
was
only
disturbed
by
the
slight
involuntary
spasms
of
Trillian
's
throat
.
"
I
suppose
there
's
no
point
in
trying
to
bury
it
?
"
murmured
Arthur
,
and
then
wished
he
had
n't
.
"
Come
,
"
said
Zaphod
and
started
back
down
into
the
crater
.
