-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Дуглас Адамс
-
- Автостопом по галактике
-
- Стр. 149/224
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
Arthur
stamped
around
in
a
huff
,
and
then
decided
that
a
whale
's
graveyard
is
not
on
the
whole
a
good
place
to
stamp
around
in
.
Marvin
eyed
him
balefully
for
a
moment
,
and
then
turned
himself
off
.
Zaphod
marched
quickly
down
the
passageway
,
nervous
as
hell
,
but
trying
to
hide
it
by
striding
purposefully
.
He
flung
the
torch
beam
around
.
The
walls
were
covered
in
dark
tiles
and
were
cold
to
the
touch
,
the
air
thick
with
decay
.
"
There
,
what
did
I
tell
you
?
"
he
said
.
"
An
inhabited
planet
.
Magrathea
,
"
and
he
strode
on
through
the
dirt
and
debris
that
littered
the
tile
floor
.
Trillian
was
reminded
unavoidably
of
the
London
Underground
,
though
it
was
less
thoroughly
squalid
.
At
intervals
along
the
walls
the
tiles
gave
way
to
large
mosaics
--
simple
angular
patterns
in
bright
colours
.
Trillian
stopped
and
studied
one
of
them
but
could
not
interpret
any
sense
in
them
.
She
called
to
Zaphod
.
"
Hey
,
have
you
any
idea
what
these
strange
symbols
are
?
"
"
I
think
they
're
just
strange
symbols
of
some
kind
,
"
said
Zaphod
,
hardly
glancing
back
.
Trillian
shrugged
and
hurried
after
him
.
From
time
to
time
a
doorway
led
either
to
the
left
or
right
into
smallish
chambers
which
Ford
discovered
to
be
full
of
derelict
computer
equipment
.
He
dragged
Zaphod
into
one
to
have
a
look
.
Trillian
followed
.
