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'I wasn't speaking to you.'

'Don't you Fred me, you bastard. I want this sorted and I want it sorted now. Don't you realize the gravity of this?'

'Tuck me' said Fred, and fell off the fender.

'To clear up any confusion that might exist, sir.'

'Well, I do, sir, yes. But it might be helpful if you were just to run through it all one more time.'

BRENTFORD TO HOST MILLENNIAL CELEBRATIONS TWO YEARS EARLY AND IT'S OFFICIAL

'Get off me. Just give me that frigging newspaper.' Fred snatched away the copy of the Brentford Mercury and began to pace up and down, reading as he paced. Words all beginning with the letter F spilled from his mouth but, what with the law of diminishing returns and everything, they will remain unrecorded.

'One of Compton-Cummings's books escaped the pulping. It fell into the hands of this Pooley chap and somehow he and another chap called Omally located the Brentford Scrolls.'

'Right,' said Fred. 'One more time and try to pay attention. First question. Where are we now, at this precise moment?'

'In the Chamber of Ultimate Power, sir.'

'Which one of you said that?'

'I'm afraid it's yes,' said one or other of his visitors.

The duo hastened to his aid.

'You are our worst nightmare, sir.'

'Get off me. Just give me that frigging newspaper.' Fred snatched away the copy of the Brentford Mercury and began to pace up and down, reading as he paced. Words all beginning with the letter F spilled from his mouth but, what with the law of diminishing returns and everything, they will remain unrecorded.

'If I say it's no, then I bloody well mean it.' Fred tore the newspaper to shreds and flung the pieces all about. We've worked too long and hard on this,' Fred shouted. 'How could it happen? Tell me how?'

'Tuck me' said Fred, and fell off the fender.

'Are you sure it wasn't him?'

'No No'

'One of Compton-Cummings's books escaped the pulping. It fell into the hands of this Pooley chap and somehow he and another chap called Omally located the Brentford Scrolls.'

'Right,' said Fred. 'One more time and try to pay attention. First question. Where are we now, at this precise moment?'

'No, but I was thinking it, sir.'

One of the anonymous duo fetched over the form and both of them sat down upon it (which must have meant that it was a bench, rather than a piece of paper).

'Tuck me' said Fred, and fell off the fender.

'Foul-up,' said the fellow who hadn't fetched the form.

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