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Lord
Janos
gave
Tyrion
a
wary
look
,
then
laughed
and
wagged
a
wedge
of
cheese
at
him
.
"
You
’
re
a
sly
one
,
Tyrion
.
Thought
you
could
trick
me
,
did
you
?
It
takes
more
than
wine
and
cheese
to
make
Janos
Slynt
tell
more
than
he
should
.
I
pride
myself
.
Never
a
question
,
and
never
a
word
afterward
,
not
with
me
.
"
"
As
with
Deem
.
"
"
Just
the
same
.
You
make
him
your
Commander
when
I
’
m
off
to
Harrenhal
,
and
you
won
’
t
regret
it
.
"
Tyrion
broke
off
a
nibble
of
the
cheese
.
It
was
sharp
indeed
,
and
veined
with
wine
;
very
choice
.
"
Whoever
the
king
names
will
not
have
an
easy
time
stepping
into
your
armor
,
I
can
tell
.
Lord
Mormont
faces
the
same
problem
.
"
Lord
Janos
looked
puzzled
.
"
I
thought
she
was
a
lady
.
Mormont
.
Beds
down
with
bears
,
that
’
s
the
one
?
"
"
It
was
her
brother
I
was
speaking
of
.
Jeor
Mormont
,
the
Lord
Commander
of
the
Night
’
s
Watch
.
When
I
was
visiting
with
him
on
the
Wall
,
he
mentioned
how
concerned
he
was
about
finding
a
good
man
to
take
his
place
.
The
Watch
gets
so
few
good
men
these
days
.
"
Tyrion
grinned
.
"
He
’
d
sleep
easier
if
he
had
a
man
like
you
,
I
imagine
.
Or
the
valiant
Allar
Deem
.
"
Lord
Janos
roared
.
"
Small
chance
of
that
!
"
"
One
would
think
,
"
Tyrion
said
,
"
but
life
does
take
queer
turns
.
Consider
Eddard
Stark
,
my
lord
.
I
don
’
t
suppose
he
ever
imagined
his
life
would
end
on
the
steps
of
Baelor
’
s
Sept
.
"
"
There
were
damn
few
as
did
,
"
Lord
Janos
allowed
,
chuckling
.
