Chapter 4
Ten light years away, Gag Halfrunt jacked up his smile by several notches. As he watched the picture on his vision screen, relayed across the sub-ether from the bridge of the Vogon ship, he saw the final shreds of the Heart of Gold’s force-shield ripped away, and the ship itself vanish in a puff of smoke.
Good, he thought.
The end of the last stray survivors of the demolition he had ordered on the planet Earth, he thought.
The final end of this dangerous (to the psychiatric profession) and subversive (also to the psychiatric profession) experiment to find the Question to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything, he thought.
There would be some celebration with his fellows tonight, and in the morning they would meet again their unhappy, bewildered and highly profitable patients, secure in the knowledge that the Meaning of Life would not now be, once and for all, well and truly sorted out, he thought.
“Family’s always embarrassing isn’t it?” said Ford to Zaphod as the smoke began to clear.
He paused, then looked about.
“Where’s Zaphod?” he said.
Arthur and Trillian looked about blankly. They were pale and shaken and didn’t know where Zaphod was.
“Marvin?” said Ford, “Where’s Zaphod?”
A moment later he said: “Where’s Marvin?”