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Tell me,’ he asked, with some embarassment, as we strolled along: ‘you’re a bloody German, aren’t you?”Oh, no. I’m Hungarian.”Hungarian?”Hungarian.”What’s that? Is that a country? Or you are just having me on?’Not at all. On my word of honour, it is a country.”And where do you Hungarians live?”In Hungary. Between Austria, Romania, Czechoslovakia and Yugoslavia’.’Come off it. Those places were made up by Shakespeare.
