.... skipping a bit ....
They rounded the foot of the Quentulus Quazgar Mountains, and
there was the Message written in blazing letters along the crest
of the Mountain. There was a little observation vantage point
with a rail built along the top of a large rock facing it, from
which you could get a good view. It had a little pay-telescope
for looking at the letters in detail, but no one would ever use
it because the letters burned with the divine brilliance of the
heavens and would, if seen through a telescope, have severely
damaged the retina and optic nerve.
They gazed at God's Final Message in wonderment, and were slowly
and ineffably filled with a great sense of peace, and of final
and complete understanding.
Fenchurch sighed. "Yes," she said, "that was it."
They had been staring at it for fully ten minutes before they
became aware that Marvin, hanging between their shoulders, was in
difficulties. The robot could no longer lift his head, had not
read the message. They lifted his head, but he complained that
his vision circuits had almost gone.
They found a coin and helped him to the telescope. He complained
and insulted them, but they helped him look at each individual
letter in turn, The first letter was a "w", the second an "e".
Then there was a gap. An "a" followed, then a "p", an "o" and an
"l".
Marvin paused for a rest.
After a few moments they resumed and let him see the "o", the
"g", the "i", the "s" and the "e".
The next two words were "for" and "the". The last one was a long
one, and Marvin needed another rest before he could tackle it.
It started with an "i", then "n" then a "c". Next came an "o" and
an "n", followed by a "v", an "e", another "n" and an "i".
After a final pause, Marvin gathered his strength for the last
stretch.
He read the "e", the "n", the "c" and at last the final "e", and
staggered back into their arms.
"I think," he murmured at last, from deep within his corroding
rattling thorax, "I feel good about it."
The lights went out in his eyes for absolutely the very last time
ever.
Luckily, there was a stall nearby where you could rent scooters
from guys with green wings.
The five books of the Hitch Hiker's Guide trilogy are:
There is certainly a lot about Douglas Noel Adams (1952-2001) and his Hitch Hiker's Guide on the Web and can be found easily with search engines, or you can start from http://www.douglasadams.com/.
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