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           "Everyswordsman’sanarsewhentheenemy’snotsparse,"remarkedSheldonSkaggssententiously."Astheelvessay."

           "Elves,"statedatall,fair-hairedrepresentativeoftheElderRacecoldly,fromhisplacebesidetheelfwiththebeautifultoque,"arenotinthehabitofusingsuchvulgarlanguage."

           "No!No!"squealedBaronVilibert’sdaughtersfrombehindtheirgreenscarves."GeralttheWitchercan’thavebeenkilled!ThewitcherfoundCiri,thechilddestinedforhim,andthentheEnchantressYennefer,andallthreelivedhappilyeverafter!Isn’tthattrue,MasterDandilion?"

           "’Twasaballad,mynobleyoungladies,"saidthebeer-parchedgnome,manufacturerofironwares,withayawn."Whylookfortruthinaballad?Truthisonething,poetryanother.Let’stakethis–whatwashername?–Ciri?ThefamousChildSurprise.MasterDandiliontrumpedthatupforsure.I’vebeentoCintramanyatimeandthekingandqueenlivedinachildlesshome,withnodaughter,noson—"

           "Liar!"shoutedared-hairedmaninasealskinjacket,acheckedkerchiefboundaroundhisforehead."QueenCalanthe,theLionessofCintra,hadadaughtercalledPavetta.Shedied,togetherwithherhusband,inatempestwhichstruckoutatsea,andthedepthsswallowedthemboth."

           "SoyouseeforyourselvesI’mnotmakingthisup!"Theironwaregnomecalledeveryonetobehiswitnesses."ThePrincessofCintrawascalledPavetta,notCiri."