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Oh, it's all right.
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What is the meaning of this?
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Why was my daughter not brought to me at once?
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How dare you speak to your King in that manner?
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Quiet, woman.
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Sorry, Ned. I never meant to frighten the girl.
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But we need to get this business done quickly.
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Your girl and that butcher's boy
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attacked my son.
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That animal of hers nearly tore his arm off.
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That's not true!
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She just... Bit him a little.