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Or
they
will
find
us
,
thought
Jon
.
The
river
was
a
blue
-
green
ribbon
shining
in
the
morning
sun
.
Reeds
grew
thick
in
the
shallows
along
the
banks
,
and
Arya
saw
a
water
snake
skimming
across
the
surface
,
ripples
spreading
out
behind
it
as
it
went
.
Overhead
a
hawk
flew
in
lazy
circles
.
It
seemed
a
peaceful
place
.
.
.
until
Koss
spotted
the
dead
man
.
"
There
,
in
the
reeds
.
"
He
pointed
,
and
Arya
saw
it
.
The
body
of
a
soldier
,
shapeless
and
swollen
.
His
sodden
green
cloak
had
hung
up
on
a
rotted
log
,
and
a
school
of
tiny
silver
fishes
were
nibbling
at
his
face
.
"
I
told
you
there
was
bodies
,
"
Lommy
announced
.
"
I
could
taste
them
in
that
water
.
"
When
Yoren
saw
the
corpse
,
he
spat
.
"
Dobber
,
see
if
he
’
s
got
anything
worth
the
taking
.
Mail
,
knife
,
a
bit
o
’
coin
,
what
have
you
.
"
He
spurred
his
gelding
and
rode
out
into
the
river
,
but
the
horse
struggled
in
the
soft
mud
and
beyond
the
reeds
the
water
deepened
.
Yoren
rode
back
angry
,
his
horse
covered
in
brown
slime
up
to
the
knees
.
"
We
won
’
t
be
crossing
here
.
Koss
,
you
’
ll
come
with
me
upriver
,
look
for
a
ford
.
Woth
,
Gerren
,
you
go
downstream
.
The
rest
o
’
you
wait
here
.
Put
a
guard
out
.
"
Dobber
found
a
leather
purse
in
the
dead
man
’
s
belt
.
Inside
were
four
coppers
and
a
little
hank
of
blond
hair
tied
up
with
a
red
ribbon
.
Lommy
and
Tarber
stripped
naked
and
went
wading
,
and
Lommy
scooped
up
handfuls
of
slimy
mud
and
threw
them
at
Hot
Pie
,
shouting
,
"
Mud
Pie
!
Mud
Pie
!
"
In
the
back
of
their
wagon
,
Rorge
cursed
and
threatened
and
told
them
to
unchain
him
while
Yoren
was
gone
,
but
no
one
paid
him
any
mind
.
Kurz
caught
a
fish
with
his
bare
hands
.
Arya
saw
how
he
did
it
,
standing
over
a
shallow
pool
,
calm
as
still
water
,
his
hand
darting
out
quick
as
a
snake
when
the
fish
swam
near
.
It
didn
’
t
look
as
hard
as
catching
cats
.
Fish
didn
’
t
have
claws
.
It
was
midday
when
the
others
returned
.
Woth
reported
a
wooden
bridge
half
a
mile
downstream
,
but
someone
had
burned
it
up
.
Yoren
peeled
a
sourleaf
off
the
bale
.
"
Might
be
we
could
swim
the
horses
over
,
maybe
the
donkeys
,
but
there
’
s
no
way
we
’
ll
get
those
wagons
across
.
And
there
’
s
smoke
to
the
north
and
west
,
more
fires
,
could
be
this
side
o
’
the
river
’
s
the
place
we
want
to
be
.
"
He
picked
up
a
long
stick
and
drew
a
circle
in
the
mud
,
a
line
trailing
down
from
it
.
"
That
’
s
Gods
Eye
,
with
the
river
flowing
south
.
We
’
re
here
.
"
He
poked
a
hole
beside
the
line
of
the
river
,
under
the
circle
.
"
We
can
’
t
go
round
west
of
the
lake
,
like
I
thought
.
East
takes
us
back
to
the
kingsroad
.
"
He
moved
the
stick
up
to
where
the
line
and
circle
met
.
"
Near
as
I
recall
,
there
’
s
a
town
here
.
The
holdfast
’
s
stone
,
and
there
’
s
a
lordling
got
his
seat
there
too
,
just
a
towerhouse
,
but
he
’
ll
have
a
guard
,
might
be
a
knight
or
two
.
We
follow
the
river
north
,
should
be
there
before
dark
.
They
’
ll
have
boats
,
so
I
mean
to
sell
all
we
got
and
hire
us
one
.
"
He
drew
the
stick
up
through
the
circle
of
the
lake
,
from
bottom
to
top
.
"
Gods
be
good
,
we
’
ll
find
a
wind
and
sail
across
the
Gods
Eye
to
Harrentown
.
"
He
thrust
the
point
down
at
the
top
of
the
circle
.
"
We
can
buy
new
mounts
there
,
or
else
take
shelter
at
Harrenhal
.
That
’
s
Lady
Whent
’
s
seat
,
and
she
’
s
always
been
a
friend
o
’
the
Watch
.
"
Hot
Pie
’
s
eyes
got
wide
.
"
There
’
s
ghosts
in
Harrenhal
.
.
.
"
