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’My dear,’ the captain laughed, ’after Saltoan, that’s a little rich co from you’

’Don’t you "dear" me, Gruntle! What are the rest of us supposed to do -- sit here and listen to gross grunting and groaning fro!’

’Really, Stonny In the circumstances, it makes perfect sense-’

’It’s not that, you idiot! That wo to be sick! Harllo! Look around this fire -- there’s you, and let’s face it, a certain type of uncultured, trashy woman couldn’t resist you And Buke, tall and weathered with a tortured soul -- surely worth a snakefight or three But Harllo? That tangled-haired ape?’

’He’s got big hands,’ Gruntle ht’

Stonny stared, then leaned forward ’She had you last night! Didn’t she? That loose, grease-s face, Gruntle, so don’t deny it!’

’Well, you just heard her -- how could any warm-blooded man resist?’

’Fine, then!’ she snapped, rising ’Buke, on your feet, damn you’

He flinched back ’No -- I couldn’t -- I, uh, no, I’, she whirled on the two silent Barghast

Cafal smiled ’Choose Netok He’s yet-’

’Fine!’ She gestured

The youth rose unsteadily

’Big hands,’ Gruntle observed

’Shut up, Gruntle’

’Head in the other direction, please,’ he continued ’You wouldn’t want to stuhtly’

’Dao, Netok’

They walked off, the Barghast trailing like a pup on a leash

The captain swung to Buke ’You fool’