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〃The why。。。 didn't。。。 you。。。 tell us！〃
〃You said you wanted excitement and adventure and really wild things。〃
〃This is awful；〃 said Arthur unnecessarily in the pause which followed。
〃That's what I said；〃 confirmed Marvin。
On a different frequency； the sub…ether receiver had picked up a public broadcast； which now echoed round the cabin。
〃。。。 fine weather for the concert here this afternoon。 I'm standing here in front of the stage；〃 the reporter lied； 〃in the middle of the Rudlit Desert； and with the aid of hyperbinoptic glasses I can just about make out the huge audience cowering there on the horizon all around me。 Behind me the speaker stacks rise like a sheer cliff face； and high above me the sun is shining away and doesn't know what's going to hit it。 The environmentalist lobby do know what's going to hit it； and they claim that the concert will cause earthquakes； tidal waves； hurricanes； irreparable damage to the atmosphere； and all the usual things that environmentalists usually go on about。
〃But I've just had a report that a representative of Disaster Area met with the environmentalists at lunchtime； and had them all shot； so nothing now lies in the way of。。。〃
Zaphod switched it off。 He turned to Ford。
〃You know what I'm thinking？〃 he said。
〃I think so；〃 said Ford。
〃Tell me what you think I'm thinking。〃
〃I think you're thinking it's time we get off this ship。〃
〃I think you're right；〃 said Zaphod。
〃I think you're right；〃 said Ford。
〃How？〃 said Arthur。
〃Quiet；〃 said Ford and Zaphod； 〃we're thinking。〃
〃So this is it；〃 said Arthur； 〃we're going to die。〃
〃I wish you'd stop saying that；〃 said Ford。
It is worth repeating at this point the theories that Ford had e up with； on his first encounter with human beings； to account for their peculiar habit of continually stating and restating the very very obvious； as it 'It's a nice day；〃 or 〃You're very tall；〃 or 〃So this is it； we're going to die。〃
His first theory was that if human beings didn't keep exercising their lips； their mouths probably seized up。
After a few months of observation he had e up with a second theory； which was this … 〃If human beings don't keep exercising their lips； their brains start working。〃
In fact； this second theory is more literally true of the Belcebron people of Kakrafoon。
The Belcebron people used to cause great resentment and insecurity amongst neighboring races by being one of the most enlightened； acplished； and above all quiet civilizations in the Galaxy。
As a punishment for this behaviour； which was held to be offensively self…righteous and provocative； a Galactic Tribunal inflicted on them that most cruel of all social diseases； telepathy。 Consequently； in order to prevent themselves broadcasting every slightest thought that crossed their minds to anyone within a five mile radius； they now have to talk very loudly and continuously about the weather； their little aches and pains； the match this afternoon and what a noisy place Kakrafoon had suddenly bee。
Another method of temporarily blotting out their minds is to play host to a Disaster Area concert。
The timing of the concert was critical。
The ship had to begin its dive before the concert began in order to hit the sun six minutes and thirty…seven seconds before the climax of the song to which it related； so that the light of the solar flares had time to travel out to Kakrafoon。
The ship had already been diving for several minutes by the time that Ford Prefect had pleted his search of the other partments of the black ship。 He burst back into the cabin。
The sun of Kakrafoon loomed terrifyingly large on the vision screen； its blazing white inferno of fusing hydrogen nuclei growing moment by moment as the ship plunged onwards； unheeding the thumping and banging of Zaphod's hands on the control panel。 Arthur and Trillian had the fixed expressions of rabbits on a night road who think that the best way of dealing with approaching headlights is to stare them out。
Zaphod span round； wild…eyed。
〃Ford；〃 he said； 〃how many escape capsules are there？〃
〃None；〃 said Ford。
Zaphod gibbered。
〃Did you count them？〃 he yelled。
〃Twice；〃 said Ford； 〃did you manage to raise the stage crew on the radio？〃
〃Yeah；〃 said Zaphod； bitterly； 〃I said there were a whole bunch of people on board； and they said to say 'hi' to everybody。〃
Ford goggled。
〃Didn't you tell them who we were？〃
〃Oh yeah。 They said it was a great honour。 That and something about a restaurant bill and my executors。〃
Ford pushed Arthur aside and leaned forward over the control console。
〃Does none of this function？〃 he said savagely。
〃All overridden。〃
〃Smash the autopilot。〃
〃Find it first。 Nothing connects。〃
There was a moment's cold silence。
Arthur was stumbling round the back of the cabin。 He stopped suddenly。
〃Incidentally；〃 he said； 〃what does teleport mean？〃
Another moment passed。
Slowly； the others turned to face him。
〃Probably the wrong moment to ask；〃 said Arthur； 〃It's just I remember hearing you use the word a short while ago and I only bring it up because。。。〃
〃Where；〃 said Ford Prefect quietly； 〃does it say teleport？〃
〃Well； just over here in fact；〃 said Arthur； pointing at a dark control box in the rear of the cabin； 〃Just under the word 'emergency'； above the word 'system' and beside the sign saying 'out of order'。〃
In the pandemonium that instantly followed； the only action to follow was that of Ford Prefect lunging across the cabin to the small black box that Arthur had indicated and stabbing repeatedly at the single small black button set into it。
A six…foot square panel slid open beside it revealing a partment which resembled a multiple shower unit that had found a new function in life as an electrician's junk store。 Half…finished wiring hung from the ceiling； a jumble of abandoned ponents lay strewn on the floor； and the programming panel lolled out of the cavity in the wall into which it should have been secured。
A junior Disaster Area accountant； visiting the shipyard where this ship was being constructed； had demanded to know of the works foreman why the hell they were fitting an extremely expensive teleport into a ship which only had one important journey to make； and that unmanned。 The foreman had explained that the teleport was available at a ten per cent discount and the accountant had explained that this was immaterial； the foreman had explained that it was the finest； most powerful and sophisticated teleport that money could buy and the accountant had explained that the money did not wish to buy it； the foreman had explained that people would still need to enter and leave the ship and the accountant had explained that the ship sported a perfectly serviceable door； the foreman had explained that the accountant could go and boil his head and the accountant had explained to the foreman that the thing approaching him rapidly from his left was a knuckle sandwich。 After the explanations had been concluded； work was discontinued on the teleport which subsequently passed un