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Thoren
Smallwood
,
a
sinewy
ranger
with
a
weak
chin
and
a
weaker
mouth
hidden
under
a
thin
scraggle
of
beard
,
gave
Jon
and
Sam
a
cool
look
.
He
had
been
one
of
Alliser
Thorne
’
s
henchmen
,
and
had
no
love
for
either
of
them
.
"
The
Lord
Commander
’
s
place
is
at
Castle
Black
,
lording
and
commanding
,
"
he
told
Mormont
,
ignoring
the
newcomers
,
"
it
seems
to
me
.
"
The
raven
flapped
big
black
wings
.
"
Me
,
me
,
me
.
"
"
If
you
are
ever
Lord
Commander
,
you
may
do
as
you
please
,
"
Mormont
told
the
ranger
,
"
but
it
seems
to
me
that
I
have
not
died
yet
,
nor
have
the
brothers
put
you
in
my
place
.
"
"
I
’
m
First
Ranger
now
,
with
Ben
Stark
lost
and
Ser
Jaremy
killed
,
"
Smallwood
said
stubbornly
.
"
The
command
should
be
mine
.
"
Mormont
would
have
none
of
it
.
"
I
sent
out
Ben
Stark
,
and
Ser
Waymar
before
him
.
I
do
not
mean
to
send
you
after
them
and
sit
wondering
how
long
I
must
wait
before
I
give
you
up
for
lost
as
well
.
"
He
pointed
.
"
And
Stark
remains
First
Ranger
until
we
know
for
a
certainty
that
he
is
dead
.
Should
that
day
come
,
it
will
be
me
who
names
his
successor
,
not
you
.
Now
stop
wasting
my
time
.
We
ride
at
first
light
,
or
have
you
forgotten
?
"
Smallwood
pushed
to
his
feet
.
"
As
my
lord
commands
.
"
On
the
way
out
,
he
frowned
at
Jon
,
as
if
it
were
somehow
his
fault
.
"
First
Ranger
!
"
The
Old
Bear
’
s
eyes
lighted
on
Sam
.
"
I
’
d
sooner
name
you
First
Ranger
.
He
has
the
effrontery
to
tell
me
to
my
face
that
I
’
m
too
old
to
ride
with
him
.
Do
I
look
old
to
you
,
boy
?
"
The
hair
that
had
retreated
from
Mormont
’
s
spotted
scalp
had
regrouped
beneath
his
chin
in
a
shaggy
grey
beard
that
covered
much
of
his
chest
.
He
thumped
it
hard
.
"
Do
I
look
frail
?
"
Sam
opened
his
mouth
,
gave
a
little
squeak
.
The
Old
Bear
terrified
him
.
"
No
,
my
lord
,
"
Jon
offered
quickly
.
"
You
look
strong
as
a
.
.
.
a
.
.
.
"
"
Don
’
t
cozen
me
,
Snow
,
you
know
I
won
’
t
have
it
.
Let
me
have
a
look
at
these
maps
.
"
Mormont
pawed
through
them
brusquely
,
giving
each
no
more
than
a
glance
and
a
grunt
.
"
Was
this
all
you
could
find
?
"
