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Don't dedicate a book to her. . . And because she's taken to starting every transatlantic conversation with "Have you dedicated a book to me yet?". . . I would like to dedicate this book to intelligent life forms everywhere. And to my sister Claire. CONTENTS Foreword ix 0 The Hitchhiker's.
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After a prolonged absence with the copper stick. Anne laughs at him; but really it would seem as though she herself were almost as stupid for not until her hands are covered with flour does it occur to her that she has not taken that preliminary step in all cooking operations of rolling up her sleeves. She holds out her arms to John first one and then the other asking him sweetly if he minds doing it for her. John is very slow and clumsy but Anne stands very patient. Inch by inch he peels the black sleeve from the white round arm. Hundreds of times must he have seen those fair arms bare to the shoulder sparkling with jewels; but never before has he seen their wondrous beauty. He longs to clasp them round his neck yet is fearful lest his trembling fingers touching them as he performs his tantalising task may offend her. Anne thanks him and apologises for having given him so much trouble and he murmurs some meaningless.
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