长宇宙系列文顺序 经典科幻文学:《生命 宇宙及一切》第11章4

经典科幻文学:《生命 宇宙及一切》第11章4  

Trillian nodded patiently to herself
counted to an even higher number
tossed the tray lightly aside
walked to the transport room and just teleported herself the hell out of his life.
She didn’t even programme any coordinates
she hadn’t the faintest idea where she was going
she just went a random row of dots flowing through the Universe.
Anything
she said to herself as she left
is better than this.
Good job too
muttered Zaphod to himself
turned over and failed to go to sleep.
The next day he restlessly paced the empty corridors of the ship
pretending not to look for her
though he knew she wasn’t there. He ignored the puter’s querulous demands to know just what the hell was going on around here by fitting a small electronic gag across a pair of its terminals.
After a while he began to turn down the lights. There was nothing to see. Nothing was about to happen.
Lying in bed one night and night was now virtually continuous on the ship he decided to pull himself together
to get things into some kind of perspective. He sat up sharply and started to pull clothes on. He decided that there must be someone in the Universe feeling more wretched
miserable and forsaken than himself
and he determined to set out and find him.
Halfway to the bridge it occurred to him that it might be Marvin
and he returned to bed.
It was a few hours later than this
as he stomped disconsolately about the darkened corridors swearing at cheerful doors
that he heard the “wop” said
and it made him very nervous.
He leant tensely against the corridor wall and frowned like a man trying to unbend a corkscrew by telekinesis. He laid his fingertips against the wall and felt an unusual vibration. And now he could quite clearly hear slight noises
and could hear where they were ing from they were ing from the bridge.
Computer? he hissed.
Mmmm? said the puter terminal nearest him
equally quietly.
Is there someone on this ship?
Mmmmm
said the puter.
Who is it?
Mmmmm mmm mmmmm
said the puter.
What?
Mmmmm mmmm mm mmmmmmmm.
Zaphod buried one of his faces in o of his hands.
Oh
Zarquon
he muttered to himself. Then he stared up the corridor towards the entrance to the bridge in the dim distance from which more and purposeful noises were ing
and in which the gagged terminals were situated.
Computer
he hissed again.
Mmmmm?
When I ungag you…
Mmmmm.
Remind me to punch myself in the mouth.
Mmmmm mmm?
Either one. Now just tell me this. One for yes
o for no. Is it dangerous?
Mmmmm.