“You think,” Nicholas said, “that the biggest lie is still to come?” After a long, visibly tormented pause Adams said, “Yes.” “They can’t just tell the truth?” “The what? Listen, Nick; whoever they are, whatever combination out of all the possible crazy bedfellow conniving, double-dealing deals and deal-outs, whatever group or person has gotten its paws, temporarily anyhow, on the winning cards, after his long day of—whatever took place; they have a job, Nick: they have the job, now. Of explaining away an entire planet of green, neatly trimmed, leady-gardener cared-for park. This is it. And
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