Ponyets! They sent you?
Pure chance, said Ponyets, bitterly, or the work of my own personal malevolent demon.


Part IV, The Traders, section 3 - The Foundation series - Foundation (1951)


Ponyets! They sent you? Pure chance, said Ponyets, bitterly, or the work of my own personal malevolent demon.

Ponyets! They sent you? Pure chance, said Ponyets, bitterly, or the work of my own personal malevolent demon.

Ponyets! They sent you? Pure chance, said Ponyets, bitterly, or the work of my own personal malevolent demon.

Ponyets! They sent you? Pure chance, said Ponyets, bitterly, or the work of my own personal malevolent demon.