"The devil it was-" Came the hissing, gurgling answer, followed up by the ever poignant wad of spit and blood that seemed to be punctuating all his sentences lately.
"Ye kept walkin' nothin' would have happened at all, mind yer own business, donkey."
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"Ye kept walkin' nothin' would have happened at all, mind yer own business, donkey."