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Ford
was
very
kind
--
he
gave
the
barman
another
five
--
pound
note
and
told
him
to
keep
the
change
.
The
barman
looked
at
it
and
then
looked
at
Ford
.
He
suddenly
shivered
:
he
experienced
a
momentary
sensation
that
he
did
n't
understand
because
no
one
on
Earth
had
ever
experienced
it
before
.
In
moments
of
great
stress
,
every
life
form
that
exists
gives
out
a
tiny
sublimal
signal
.
This
signal
simply
communicates
an
exact
and
almost
pathetic
sense
of
how
far
that
being
is
from
the
place
of
his
birth
.
On
Earth
it
is
never
possible
to
be
further
than
sixteen
thousand
miles
from
your
birthplace
,
which
really
is
n't
very
far
,
so
such
signals
are
too
minute
to
be
noticed
.
Ford
Prefect
was
at
this
moment
under
great
stress
,
and
he
was
born
600
light
years
away
in
the
near
vicinity
of
Betelgeuse
.
The
barman
reeled
for
a
moment
,
hit
by
a
shocking
,
incomprehensible
sense
of
distance
.
He
did
n't
know
what
it
meant
,
but
he
looked
at
Ford
Prefect
with
a
new
sense
of
respect
,
almost
awe
.
"
Are
you
serious
,
sir
?
"
he
said
in
a
small
whisper
which
had
the
effect
of
silencing
the
pub
.
"
You
think
the
world
's
going
to
end
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
Ford
.
"
But
,
this
afternoon
?
"
Ford
had
recovered
himself
.
He
was
at
his
flippest
.
"
Yes
,
"
he
said
gaily
,
"
in
less
than
two
minutes
I
would
estimate
.
"
The
barman
could
n't
believe
the
conversation
he
was
having
,
but
he
could
n't
believe
the
sensation
he
had
just
had
either
.
"
Is
n't
there
anything
we
can
do
about
it
then
?
"
he
said
.
