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The
barman
cleared
his
throat
.
He
heard
himself
say
:
"
Last
orders
,
please
.
"
The
huge
yellow
machines
began
to
sink
downward
and
to
move
faster
.
Ford
knew
they
were
there
.
This
was
n't
the
way
he
had
wanted
it
.
Running
up
the
lane
,
Arthur
had
nearly
reached
his
house
.
He
did
n't
notice
how
cold
it
had
suddenly
become
,
he
did
n't
notice
the
wind
,
he
did
n't
notice
the
sudden
irrational
squall
of
rain
.
He
did
n't
notice
anything
but
the
caterpillar
bulldozers
crawling
over
the
rubble
that
had
been
his
home
.
"
You
barbarians
!
"
he
yelled
.
"
I
'll
sue
the
council
for
every
penny
it
's
got
!
I
'll
have
you
hung
,
drawn
and
quartered
!
And
whipped
!
And
boiled
...
until
...
until
...
until
you
've
had
enough
.
"
Ford
was
running
after
him
very
fast
.
Very
very
fast
.
"
And
then
I
'll
do
it
again
!
"
yelled
Arthur
.
"
And
when
I
've
finished
I
will
take
all
the
little
bits
,
and
I
will
jump
on
them
!
"
Arthur
did
n't
notice
that
the
men
were
running
from
the
bulldozers
;
he
did
n't
notice
that
Mr.
Prosser
was
staring
hectically
into
the
sky
.
What
Mr.
Prosser
had
noticed
was
that
huge
yellow
somethings
were
screaming
through
the
clouds
.
Impossibly
huge
yellow
somethings
.
"
And
I
will
carry
on
jumping
on
them
,
"
yelled
Arthur
,
still
running
,
"
until
I
get
blisters
,
or
I
can
think
of
anything
even
more
unpleasant
to
do
,
and
then
...
"
