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"
You
got
a
towel
with
you
?
"
said
Ford
Prefect
suddenly
to
Arthur
.
Arthur
,
struggling
through
his
third
pint
,
looked
round
at
him
.
"
Why
?
What
,
no
...
should
I
have
?
"
He
had
given
up
being
surprised
,
there
did
n't
seem
to
be
any
point
any
longer
.
Ford
clicked
his
tongue
in
irritation
.
"
Drink
up
,
"
he
urged
.
At
that
moment
the
dull
sound
of
a
rumbling
crash
from
outside
filtered
through
the
low
murmur
of
the
pub
,
through
the
sound
of
the
jukebox
,
through
the
sound
of
the
man
next
to
Ford
hiccupping
over
the
whisky
Ford
had
eventually
bought
him
.
Arthur
choked
on
his
beer
,
leapt
to
his
feet
.
"
What
's
that
?
"
he
yelped
.
"
Do
n't
worry
,
"
said
Ford
,
"
they
have
n't
started
yet
.
"
"
Thank
God
for
that
,
"
said
Arthur
and
relaxed
.
