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  And this, of course, was a great comfort when next the Tribesmen and the Princes came hacking and burning their way through the Forest, killing every Forest Dweller in their way.

  Prak paused in his story and coughed pathetically.

  – I was the messenger, - he said, - after the battles precipitated by the appearance of your ship, which were particularly savage. Many of our people died. I thought I could bring the Reason back. I went and was told it by the leader of the Princes, but on the way back it slipped and melted away in my mind like snow in the sun. That was many years ago, and much has happened since then.

  He looked up at Arthur and giggled again very gently.

  – There is one other thing I can remember from the truth drug. Apart from the frogs, and that is God’s last message to his creation. Would you like to hear it?

  For a moment they didn’t know whether to take him seriously.

  – ‘Strue, - he said. - For real. I mean it.

  His chest heaved weakly and he struggled for breath. His head lolled slightly.

  – I wasn’t very impressed with it when I first knew what it was, - he said, - but now I think back to how impressed I was by the Prince’s Reason, and how soon afterwards I couldn’t recall it at all, I think it might be a lot more helpful. Would you like to know what it is? Would you?

  They nodded dumbly.

  – I bet you would. If you’re that interested I suggest you go and look for it. It is written in thirty-foot-high letters of fire on top of the Quentulus Quazgar Mountains in the land of Sevorbeupstry on the planet Preliumtarn, third out from the sun Zarss in Galactic Sector QQ7 Active J Gamma. It is guarded by the Lajestic Vantrashell of Lob.

  There was a long silence following this announcement, which was finally broken by Arthur.

  – Sorry, it’s where? - he said.

  – It is written, - repeated Prak, - in thirty-foot-high letters of fire on top of the Quentulus Quazgar Mountains in the land of Sevorbeupstry on the planet Preliumtarn, third out from the…

  – Sorry, - said Arthur again, - which mountains?

  – The Quentulus Quazgar Mountains in the land of Sevorbeupstry on the planet…

  – Which land was that? I didn’t quite catch it.

  – Sevorbeupstry, on the planet…

  – Sevorbe-what?

  – Oh, for heaven’s sake, - said Prak and died testily.

  In the following days Arthur thought a little about this message, but in the end he decided that he was not going to allow himself to be drawn by it, and insisted on following his original plan of finding a nice little world somewhere to settle down and lead a quiet retired life. Having saved the Universe twice in one day he thought that he could take things a little easier from now on.

  They dropped him off on the planet Krikkit, which was now once again an idyllic pastoral world, even if the songs did occasionally get on his nerves.

  He spent a lot of time flying.

  He learnt to communicate with birds and discovered that their conversation was fantastically boring. It was all to do with wind speed, wing spans, power-to-weight ratios and a fair bit about berries. Unfortunately, he discovered, once you have learnt birdspeak you quickly come to realize that the air is full of it the whole time, just inane bird chatter. There is no getting away from it.

  For that reason Arthur eventually gave up the sport and learnt to live on the ground and love it, despite a lot of the inane chatter he heard down there as well.

  One day, he was walking through the fields humming a ravishing tune he’d heard recently when a silver spaceship descended from the sky and landed in front of him.

  A hatchway opened, a ramp extended, and a tall grey-green alien marched out and approached him.

  – Arthur Phili… - it said, then glanced sharply at him and down at his clipboard. He frowned. He looked up at him again.

  – I’ve done you before haven’t I? - he said.

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