Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           "Hooves,"snappedPaulieDahlberg."Andthere,intheback,arebuffaloskins."

           "SoIsee."Thelance-corporalwavedhishand,smackedhislipsathishorse,rodeuptothevanguardandpeeredintoYarpen’swagon.

           "Andwhoisthatwomanlyingthere?"

           TrissMerigoldsmiledweakly,raisedherselftoherelbowandtracedashort,complicatedsignwithherhand.

           "WhoamI?"sheaskedinaquietvoice."Butyoucan’tseemeatall."

           Thesoldierwinkednervously,shudderedslightly.

           "Saltfish,"hesaid,convinced,loweringthecanvas."Allisinorder.Andthischild?"

           "Driedmushrooms,"saidCirilookingathimimpudently.Thesoldierfellsilent,frozenwithhismouthopen.

           "What’sthat?"heaskedafterawhile,frowning."What?"

           "Haveyouconcludedyourinspection,warrior?"Wenckshowedcoolinterestasherodeupontheothersideofthecart.ThesoldiercouldbarelylookawayfromCiri’sgreeneyes.

           "Ihaveconcludedit.Driveon,andmaythegodsguideyou.Butbeonyourguard.Twodaysago,theScoia’taelwipedoutanentiremountedpatrolupbyBadgerRavine.Itwasastrong,largecommand.It’struethatBadgerRavineisfarfromherebutelvestravelthroughtheforestfasterthanthewind.