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"
Can
we
keep
them
on
those
oars
for
a
few
years
,
see
how
they
fancy
it
?
"
He
smiled
.
"
No
,
my
sister
would
be
distraught
to
lose
such
treasured
guests
.
Inform
Ser
Jacelyn
.
Seize
the
man
they
bribed
and
explain
what
an
honor
it
is
to
serve
as
a
brother
of
the
Night
’
s
Watch
.
And
have
men
posted
around
the
Moonrunner
,
in
case
the
Redwynes
find
a
second
guard
short
of
coin
.
"
"
As
you
will
.
"
Another
mark
on
the
parchment
.
"
Your
man
Timett
slew
a
wineseller
’
s
son
this
evening
,
at
a
gambling
den
on
the
Street
of
Silver
.
He
accused
him
of
cheating
at
tiles
.
"
"
Was
it
true
?
"
"
Oh
,
beyond
a
doubt
.
"
"
Then
the
honest
men
of
the
city
owe
Timett
a
debt
of
gratitude
.
I
shall
see
that
he
has
the
king
’
s
thanks
.
"
The
eunuch
gave
a
nervous
giggle
and
made
another
mark
.
"
We
also
have
a
sudden
plague
of
holy
men
.
The
comet
has
brought
forth
all
manner
of
queer
priests
,
preachers
,
and
prophets
,
it
would
seem
.
They
beg
in
the
winesinks
and
pot
-
shops
and
foretell
doom
and
destruction
to
anyone
who
stops
to
listen
.
"
Tyrion
shrugged
.
"
We
are
close
on
the
three
hundredth
year
since
Aegon
’
s
Landing
,
I
suppose
it
is
only
to
be
expected
.
Let
them
rant
.
"
"
They
are
spreading
fear
,
my
lord
.
"
"
I
thought
that
was
your
job
.
"
