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"
See
?
"
Yarpen
nudged
Geralt
with
his
elbow
,
turning
his
beard
up
proudly
and
pointing
to
Triss
,
who
swallowed
the
pellets
with
a
martyred
expression
.
"
A
wise
magician
.
Knows
what
's
good
for
her
.
"
"
What
are
you
saying
,
Triss
?
"
The
witcher
leaned
over
.
"
Ah
,
I
see
.
Yarpen
,
do
you
have
any
angelica
?
Or
saffron
?
"
"
I
'll
have
a
look
,
and
ask
around
.
I
've
brought
you
some
water
and
a
little
food
-
"
"
Thank
you
.
But
they
both
need
rest
above
all
.
Ciri
,
lie
down
.
"
"
I
'll
just
make
up
a
compress
for
Triss
-
"
"
I
'll
do
it
myself
.
Yarpen
,
I
'd
like
to
talk
to
you
.
"
"
Come
to
the
fire
.
We
'll
broach
a
barrel
-
"
"
I
want
to
talk
to
you
.
I
do
n't
need
an
audience
.
Quite
the
contrary
.
"
"
Of
course
.
I
'm
listening
.
"
"
What
sort
of
convoy
is
this
?
"
