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"
Is
that
boy
as
big
a
fool
as
he
seems
?
"
the
Lord
Commander
asked
when
he
’
d
gone
.
"
Fool
,
"
the
raven
complained
.
Mormont
did
not
wait
for
Jon
to
answer
.
"
His
lord
father
stands
high
in
King
Renly
’
s
councils
,
and
I
had
half
a
notion
to
dispatch
him
.
.
.
no
,
best
not
.
Renly
is
not
like
to
heed
a
quaking
fat
boy
.
I
’
ll
send
Ser
Arnell
.
He
’
s
a
deal
steadier
,
and
his
mother
was
one
of
the
green
-
apple
Fossoways
.
"
"
If
it
please
my
lord
,
what
would
you
have
of
King
Renly
?
"
"
The
same
things
I
’
d
have
of
all
of
them
,
lad
.
Men
,
horses
,
swords
,
armor
,
grain
,
cheese
,
wine
,
wool
,
nails
.
.
.
the
Night
’
s
Watch
is
not
proud
,
we
take
what
is
offered
.
"
His
fingers
drummed
against
the
roughhewn
planks
of
the
table
.
"
If
the
winds
have
been
kind
,
Ser
Alliser
should
reach
King
’
s
Landing
by
the
turn
of
the
moon
,
but
whether
this
boy
Joffrey
will
pay
him
any
heed
,
I
do
not
know
.
House
Lannister
has
never
been
a
friend
to
the
Watch
.
"
"
Thorne
has
the
wight
’
s
hand
to
show
them
.
"
A
grisly
pale
thing
with
black
fingers
,
it
was
,
that
twitched
and
stirred
in
its
jar
as
if
it
were
still
alive
.
"
Would
that
we
had
another
hand
to
send
to
Renly
.
"
"
Dywen
says
you
can
find
anything
beyond
the
Wall
.
"
"
Aye
,
Dywen
says
.
And
the
last
time
he
went
ranging
,
he
says
he
saw
a
bear
fifteen
feet
tall
.
"
Mormont
snorted
.
"
My
sister
is
said
to
have
taken
a
bear
for
her
lover
.
I
’
d
believe
that
before
I
’
d
believe
one
fifteen
feet
tall
.
Though
in
a
world
where
dead
come
walking
.
.
.
ah
,
even
so
,
a
man
must
believe
his
eyes
.
I
have
seen
the
dead
walk
.
I
’
ve
not
seen
any
giant
bears
.
"
He
gave
Jon
a
long
,
searching
look
.
"
But
we
were
speaking
of
hands
.
How
is
yours
?
"
"
Better
.
"
Jon
peeled
off
his
moleskin
glove
and
showed
him
.
Scars
covered
his
arm
halfway
to
the
elbow
,
and
the
mottled
pink
flesh
still
felt
tight
and
tender
,
but
it
was
healing
.
"
It
itches
,
though
.
Maester
Aemon
says
that
’
s
good
.
He
gave
me
a
salve
to
take
with
me
when
we
ride
.
"
"
You
can
wield
Longclaw
despite
the
pain
?
"
"
Well
enough
.
"
Jon
flexed
his
fingers
,
opening
and
closing
his
fist
the
way
the
maester
had
shown
him
.
"
I
’
m
to
work
the
fingers
every
day
to
keep
them
nimble
,
as
Maester
Aemon
said
.
"
