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"
Shut
your
face
!
"
yelled
the
bald
one
,
shaking
Everett
,
who
was
squealing
like
a
piglet
.
"
Stran
,
Vitek
,
get
him
!
Fetter
him
and
take
him
to
the
lighter
!
And
you
,
move
back
!
Where
's
the
girl
,
I
'm
asking
you
?
Give
her
to
me
or
I
'll
slaughter
this
little
snot
!
"
"
Slaughter
him
then
,
"
drawled
Olsen
giving
a
sign
to
his
men
and
pulling
out
his
cutlass
.
"
Is
he
mine
or
something
?
And
when
you
've
slaughtered
him
,
we
can
talk
.
"
"
Do
n't
interfere
!
"
Geralt
threw
his
sword
on
the
deck
and
,
with
a
gesture
,
held
back
the
customs
officers
and
Boatbug
's
sailors
.
"
I
'm
yours
,
liar-guard
,
sir
.
Let
the
boy
go
.
"
"
To
the
lighter
!
"
The
bald
man
retreated
to
the
side
of
the
barge
without
letting
Everett
go
,
and
grabbed
a
rope
.
"
Vitek
,
tie
him
up
!
And
all
of
you
,
to
the
stern
!
If
any
of
you
move
,
the
kid
dies
!
"
"
Have
you
lost
your
mind
,
Geralt
?
"
growled
Olsen
.
"
Do
n't
interfere
!
"
"
Evereeeett
!
"
The
Temerian
lighter
suddenly
rocked
and
bounced
away
from
the
barge
.
The
water
exploded
with
a
splash
and
two
long
green
,
coarse
paws
bristling
with
spikes
like
the
limbs
of
a
praying
mantis
,
shot
out
.
The
paws
,
grabbed
the
Guard
holding
the
boathook
and
,
in
the
wink
of
an
eye
,
dragged
him
under
water
.
The
bald
Guard
howled
savagely
,
released
Everett
,
and
clung
onto
the
ropes
which
dangled
from
the
lighter
's
side
.
Everett
plopped
into
the
already-reddening
water
.
Everybody
--
those
on
the
barge
and
those
on
the
lighter
--
started
to
scream
as
if
possessed
.
Geralt
tore
himself
away
from
the
two
men
trying
to
bind
him
.
He
thumped
one
in
the
chin
then
threw
him
overboard
.
The
other
took
a
swing
at
the
witcher
with
an
iron
hook
,
but
faltered
and
