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Well. OK, this should give the game away. And if you don't know it, you should go and read it. It's good fun!
"Now what have you been a-doing this time?" said Giles, throwing a sausage at him.
"Nothing," panted Garm, too flustered to give heed to the sausage.
"Well, stop doing it, or I'll skin you," said the farmer.
"I've done no wrong. I didn't mean no harm," said the dog. "But I came on a dragon accidental-like, and it frightened me."
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