“The name of a city?” said the young man. “Yes, I know the city – very well. And I know that its name is Pest. I am very fond of Pest. And its name is the best name in the world. You should have heard my brother-in-law, who was a priest in the last century – he said that the name ‘Pest’ was like a prayer, the best prayer which was in the world, and that there never was a better name in the world. But in the last century it was called ‘Mest’ or 'Mestová.’ – I forget which, – but this is all wrong. It was always called Pest. What is the matter with you people? You don’t even know your own country.”
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