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When he saw Tyrion standing and clutching Bronn's arm,he gaped at them. The little crannogman thanked him, but gave no answer. He tapped the end of his hardwood staff against thebricks, tap tap, as if to tell his displeasure. \par It doesn't matter that you do, said the commissioner, with sudden bluntness.
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