“Sorry, it’s where?” he said.
“It is written,” repeated Prak, “in thirty-foot-high letters of fire on top of the Quentulus Quazgar Mountains in the land of Sevorbeupstry on the planet Preliumtarn, third out from the…”
“Sorry,” said Arthur again, “which mountains?”
“The Quentulus Quazgar Mountains in the land of Sevorbeupstry on the planet…”
“Which land was that? I didn’t quite catch it.”
“Sevorbeupstry, on the planet…”
“Sevorbe-what?”
“Oh, for Heaven’s sake,” said Prak and died testily.
DOUGLAS ADAMS
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