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Ford
Prefect
was
desperate
that
any
flying
saucer
at
all
would
arrive
soon
because
fifteen
years
was
a
long
time
to
get
stranded
anywhere
,
particularly
somewhere
as
mindboggingly
dull
as
the
Earth
.
Ford
wished
that
a
flying
saucer
would
arrive
soon
because
he
knew
how
to
flag
flying
saucers
down
and
get
lifts
from
them
.
He
knew
how
to
see
the
Marvels
of
the
Universe
for
less
than
thirty
Altairan
dollars
a
day
.
In
fact
,
Ford
Prefect
was
a
roving
researcher
for
that
wholly
remarkable
book
The
Hitchhiker
's
Guide
to
the
Galaxy
.
Human
beings
are
great
adaptors
,
and
by
lunchtime
life
in
the
environs
of
Arthur
's
house
had
settled
into
a
steady
routine
.
It
was
Arthur
's
accepted
role
to
lie
squelching
in
the
mud
making
occasional
demands
to
see
his
lawyer
,
his
mother
or
a
good
book
;
it
was
Mr.
Prosser
's
accepted
role
to
tackle
Arthur
with
the
occasional
new
ploy
such
as
the
For
the
Public
Good
talk
,
the
March
of
Progress
talk
,
the
They
Knocked
My
House
Down
Once
You
Know
,
Never
Looked
Back
talk
and
various
other
cajoleries
and
threats
;
and
it
was
the
bulldozer
drivers
'
accepted
role
to
sit
around
drinking
coffee
and
experimenting
with
union
regulations
to
see
how
they
could
turn
the
situation
to
their
financial
advantage
.
The
Earth
moved
slowly
in
its
diurnal
course
.
The
sun
was
beginning
to
dry
out
the
mud
Arthur
lay
in
.
A
shadow
moved
across
him
again
.
"
Hello
Arthur
,
"
said
the
shadow
.
Arthur
looked
up
and
squinting
into
the
sun
was
startled
to
see
Ford
Prefect
standing
above
him
.
