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"
As
you
say
.
"
Smallwood
took
a
sullen
leave
.
The
others
finished
their
wine
and
followed
,
more
courteously
.
"
Shall
I
bring
you
supper
,
my
lord
?
"
Jon
asked
.
"
Corn
,
"
the
raven
cried
.
Mormont
did
not
answer
at
once
.
When
he
did
he
said
only
,
"
Did
your
wolf
find
game
today
?
"
"
He
’
s
not
back
yet
.
"
"
We
could
do
with
fresh
meat
.
"
Mormont
dug
into
a
sack
and
offered
his
raven
a
handful
of
corn
.
"
You
think
I
’
m
wrong
to
keep
the
rangers
close
?
"
"
That
’
s
not
for
me
to
say
,
my
lord
.
"
"
It
is
if
you
’
re
asked
.
"
"
If
the
rangers
must
stay
in
sight
of
the
Fist
,
I
don
’
t
see
how
they
can
hope
to
find
my
uncle
,
"
Jon
admitted
.
"
They
can
’
t
.
"
The
raven
pecked
at
the
kernels
in
the
Old
Bear
’
s
palm
.
"
Two
hundred
men
or
ten
thousand
,
the
country
is
too
vast
.
"
The
corn
gone
,
Mormont
turned
his
hand
over
.
