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A tall Magrathean man was standing in front of them。
〃The mice will see you now；〃 he said。
Chapter 30
〃So there you have it；〃 said Slartibartfast； making a feeble and perfunctory attempt to clear away some of the appalling mess of his study。 He picked up a paper from the top of a pile； but then couldn't think of anywhere else to put it； so he but it back on top of the original pile which promptly fell over。 〃Deep Thought designed the Earth； we built it and you lived on it。〃
〃And the Vogons came and destroyed it five minutes before the program was pleted；〃 added Arthur； not unbitterly。
〃Yes；〃 said the old man； pausing to gaze hopelessly round the room。 〃Ten million years of planning and work gone just like that。 Ten million years； Earthman。。。 can you conceive of that kind of time span？ A galactic civilization could grow from a single worm five times over in that time。 Gone。〃 He paused。
〃Well that's bureaucracy for you；〃 he added。
〃You know；〃 said Arthur thoughtfully； 〃all this explains a lot of things。 All through my life I've had this strange unaccountable feeling that something was going on in the world； something big； even sinister； and no one would tell me what it was。〃
〃No；〃 said the old man； 〃that's just perfectly normal paranoia。 Everyone in the Universe has that。〃
〃Everyone？〃 said Arthur。 〃Well； if everyone has that perhaps it means something！ Perhaps somewhere outside the Universe we know。。。〃
〃Maybe。 Who cares？〃 said Slartibartfast before Arthur got too excited。 〃Perhaps I'm old and tired；〃 he continued； 〃but I always think that the chances of finding out what really is going on are so absurdly remote that the only thing to do is to say hang the sense of it and just keep yourself occupied。 Look at me： I design coastlines。 I got an award for Norway。〃
He rummaged around in a pile of debris and pulled out a large perspex block with his name on it and a model of Norway moulded into it。
〃Where's the sense in that？〃 he said。 〃None that I've been able to make out。 I've been doing fjords in all my life。 For a fleeting moment they bee fashionable and I get a major award。〃
He turned it over in his hands with a shrug and tossed it aside carelessly； but not so carelessly that it didn't land on something soft。
〃In this replacement Earth we're building they've given me Africa to do and of course I'm doing it with all fjords again because I happen to like them； and I'm old fashioned enough to think that they give a lovely baroque feel to a continent。 And they tell me it's not equatorial enough。 Equatorial！〃 He gave a hollow laugh。 〃What does it matter？ Science has achieved some wonderful things of course； but I'd far rather be happy than right any day。〃
〃And are you？〃
〃No。 That's where it all falls down of course。〃
〃Pity；〃 said Arthur with sympathy。 〃It sounded like quite a good lifestyle otherwise。〃
Somewhere on the wall a small white light flashed。
〃e；〃 said Slartibartfast； 〃you are to meet the mice。 Your arrival on the planet has caused considerable excitement。 It has already been hailed； so I gather； as the third most improbable event in the history of the Universe。〃
〃What were the first two？〃
〃Oh； probably just coincidences；〃 said Slartibartfast carelessly。 He opened the door and stood waiting for Arthur to follow。
Arthur glanced around him once more； and then down at himself； at the sweaty dishevelled clothes he had been lying in the mud in on Thursday morning。
〃I seem to be having tremendous difficulty with my lifestyle；〃 he muttered to himself。
〃I beg your pardon？〃 said the old man mildly。
〃Oh nothing；〃 said Arthur； 〃only joking。〃
Chapter 31
It is of course well known that careless talk costs lives； but the full scale of the problem is not always appreciated。
For instance； at the very moment that Arthur said 〃I seem to be having tremendous difficulty with my lifestyle；〃 a freak wormhole opened up in the fabric of the space…time continuum and carried his words far far back in time across almost infinite reaches of space to a distant Galaxy where strange and warlike beings were poised on the brink of frightful interstellar battle。
The two opposing leaders were meeting for the last time。
A dreadful silence fell across the conference table as the mander of the Vl'hurgs； resplendent in his black jeweled battle shorts； gazed levelly at the G'Gugvuntt leader squatting opposite him in a cloud of green sweet…smelling steam； and； with a million sleek and horribly beweaponed star cruisers poised to unleash electric death at his single word of mand； challenged the vile creature to take back what it had said about his mother。
The creature stirred in his sickly broiling vapour； and at that very moment the words I seem to be having tremendous difficulty with my lifestyle drifted across the conference table。
Unfortunately； in the Vl'hurg tongue this was the most dreadful insult imaginable； and there was nothing for it but to wage terrible war for centuries。
Eventually of course； after their Galaxy had been decimated over a few thousand years； it was realized that the whole thing had been a ghastly mistake； and so the two opposing battle fleets settled their few remaining differences in order to launch a joint attack on our own Galaxy … now positively identified as the source of the offending remark。
For thousands more years the mighty ships tore across the empty wastes of space and finally dived screaming on to the first planet they came across … which happened to be the Earth … where due to a terrible miscalculation of scale the entire battle fleet was accidentally swallowed by a small dog。
Those who study the plex interplay of cause and effect in the history of the Universe say that this sort of thing is going on all the time； but that we are powerless to prevent it。
〃It's just life；〃 they say。
A short aircar trip brought Arthur and the old Magrathean to a doorway。 They left the car and went through the door into a waiting room full of glass…topped tables and perspex awards。 Almost immediately； a light flashed above the door at the other side of the room and they entered。
〃Arthur！ You're safe！〃 a voice cried。
〃Am I？〃 said Arthur； rather startled。 〃Oh good。〃
The lighting was rather subdued and it took him a moment or so to see Ford； Trillian and Zaphod sitting round a large table beautifully decked out with exotic dishes； strange sweetmeats and bizarre fruits。 They were stuffing their faces。
〃What happened to you？〃 demanded Arthur。
〃Well；〃 said Zaphod； attacking a boneful of grilled muscle； 〃our guests here have been gassing us and zapping our minds and being generally weird and have now given us a rather nice meal to make it up to us。 Here；〃 he said hoiking out a lump of evil smelling meat from a bowl； 〃have some Vegan Rhino's cutlet。 It's delicious if you happen to like that sort of thing。〃
〃Hosts？〃 said Arthur。 〃What hosts？ I don't see any。。。〃
A small voice said； 〃Wele to lunch； Earth creature。〃
Arthur glanced around and suddenly yelped。
〃Ugh！〃 he said。 〃There are mice on the ta