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"
Did
you
say
something
?
"
The
boy
sniffed
and
pushed
his
over-sized
velvet
hat
,
a
pheasant
's
feather
hanging
rakishly
to
the
side
,
back
from
his
forehead
.
"
Are
you
a
knight
?
"
he
repeated
,
gazing
at
Geralt
with
wide
eyes
as
blue
as
the
sky
.
"
No
,
"
replied
the
witcher
,
surprised
that
he
felt
like
answering
.
"
I
'm
not
.
"
"
But
you
've
got
a
sword
!
My
daddy
's
one
of
King
Foltest
's
knights
.
He
's
got
a
sword
,
too
.
Bigger
than
yours
!
"
Geralt
leaned
his
elbows
on
the
railing
and
spat
into
the
water
eddying
at
the
barge
's
wake
.
"
You
carry
it
on
your
back
,
"
the
little
snot
persisted
.
The
hat
slipped
down
over
his
eyes
again
.
"
What
?
"
"
The
sword
.
On
your
back
.
Why
have
you
got
the
sword
on
your
back
?
"
"
Because
someone
stole
my
oar
.
"
