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The
dwarf
raised
his
small
,
piercing
eyes
at
him
.
"
The
king
's
service
,
"
he
said
slowly
and
emphatically
.
"
That
's
what
I
thought
.
"
The
witcher
held
the
gaze
.
"
Yarpen
,
I
'm
not
asking
out
of
any
inappropriate
curiosity
.
"
"
I
know
.
And
I
also
know
what
you
mean
.
But
this
convoy
is
...
hmm
...
special
.
"
"
So
what
are
you
transporting
?
"
"
Salt
fish
,
"
said
Yarpen
casually
,
and
proceeded
to
embellish
his
lie
without
batting
an
eyelid
.
"
Fodder
,
tools
,
harnesses
,
various
odds
and
ends
for
the
army
.
Wenck
is
a
quartermaster
to
the
king
's
army
.
"
"
If
he
's
quartermaster
then
I
'm
a
druid
,
"
smiled
Geralt
.
"
But
that
's
your
affair
--
I
'm
not
in
the
habit
of
poking
my
nose
into
other
people
's
secrets
.
But
you
can
see
the
state
Triss
is
in
.
Let
us
join
you
,
Yarpen
,
let
us
put
her
in
one
of
the
wagons
.
Just
for
a
few
days
.
I
'm
not
asking
where
you
're
going
because
this
trail
goes
straight
to
the
south
without
forking
until
past
the
Lixela
and
it
's
a
ten-day
journey
to
the
Lixela
.
By
that
time
the
fever
will
have
subsided
and
Triss
will
be
able
to
ride
a
horse
.
And
even
if
she
is
n't
then
I
'll
stop
in
a
town
beyond
the
river
.
Ten
days
in
a
wagon
,
well
covered
,
hot
food
...
Please
.
"
"
I
do
n't
give
the
orders
here
.
Wenck
does
.
"
"
I
do
n't
believe
you
lack
influence
over
him
.
Not
in
a
convoy
primarily
made
up
of
dwarves
.
Of
course
he
has
to
bear
you
in
mind
.
"
