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"
I
beg
your
pardon
?
"
said
Benji
.
Ford
looked
round
.
"
Sorry
,
I
thought
you
were
proposing
a
toast
,
"
he
said
.
The
two
mice
scuttled
impatiently
around
in
their
glass
transports
.
Finally
they
composed
themselves
,
and
Benji
moved
forward
to
address
Arthur
.
"
Now
,
Earth
creature
,
"
he
said
,
"
the
situation
we
have
in
effect
is
this
.
We
have
,
as
you
know
,
been
more
or
less
running
your
planet
for
the
last
ten
million
years
in
order
to
find
this
wretched
thing
called
the
Ultimate
Question
.
"
"
Why
?
"
said
Arthur
,
sharply
.
"
No
--
we
already
thought
of
that
one
,
"
said
Frankie
interrupting
,
"
but
it
does
n't
fit
the
answer
.
Why
?
Forty-Two
...
you
see
,
it
does
n't
work
.
"
"
No
,
"
said
Arthur
,
"
I
mean
why
have
you
been
doing
it
?
"
"
Oh
,
I
see
,
"
said
Frankie
.
"
Well
,
eventually
just
habit
I
think
,
to
be
brutally
honest
.
And
this
is
more
or
less
the
point
--
we
're
sick
to
the
teeth
with
the
whole
thing
,
and
the
prospect
of
doing
it
all
over
again
on
account
of
those
whinnet-ridden
Vogons
quite
frankly
gives
me
the
screaming
heeby
jeebies
,
you
know
what
I
mean
?
It
was
by
the
merest
lucky
chance
that
Benji
and
I
finished
our
particular
job
and
left
the
planet
early
for
a
quick
holiday
,
and
have
since
manipulated
our
way
back
to
Magrathea
by
the
good
offices
of
your
friends
.
"
