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"
Oh
,
so
haughtily
,
nobly
and
proudly
said
!
Shove
your
haughtiness
up
a
dog
's
arse
,
and
your
bloody
pride
with
it
!
"
"
I
just
wanted
to
be
honest
.
I
do
n't
want
to
get
mixed
up
in
this
conflict
.
I
want
to
remain
neutral
.
"
"
It
's
impossible
!
"
yelled
Yarpen
.
"
It
's
impossible
to
remain
neutral
,
do
n't
you
understand
that
?
No
,
you
do
n't
understand
anything
.
Oh
,
get
off
my
wagon
,
get
on
your
horse
,
and
get
out
of
my
sight
,
with
your
arrogant
neutrality
.
You
get
on
my
nerves
.
"
Geralt
turned
away
.
Ciri
held
her
breath
in
anticipation
.
But
the
witcher
did
n't
say
a
word
.
He
stood
and
jumped
from
the
wagon
,
swiftly
,
softly
and
nimbly
.
Yarpen
waited
for
him
to
untether
his
mare
from
the
ladder
,
then
whipped
his
horses
once
again
,
growling
something
incomprehensible
,
sounding
terrifying
under
his
breath
.
She
stood
up
to
jump
down
too
,
and
find
her
chestnut
.
The
dwarf
turned
and
measured
her
with
a
reluctant
eye
.
"
And
you
're
just
a
nuisance
,
too
,
little
madam
,
"
he
snorted
angrily
.
"
All
we
need
are
ladies
and
girls
,
damn
it
.
I
ca
n't
even
take
a
piss
from
the
box
--
I
have
to
stop
the
cart
and
go
into
the
bushes
!
"
Ciri
put
her
hands
on
her
hips
,
shook
her
ashen
fringe
and
turned
up
her
nose
.
"
Is
that
so
?
"
she
shrilled
,
enraged
.
"
Drink
less
beer
,
Zigrin
,
and
then
you
wo
n't
have
to
!
"
"
My
beer
's
none
of
your
shitin
"
business
,
you
chit
!
"
