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"
'S
true
.
I
saw
it
,
"
one
of
the
rapers
put
in
.
"
He
broke
my
wrist
,
"
Grenn
said
again
,
holding
it
out
to
Noye
for
inspection
.
The
armorer
gave
the
offered
wrist
the
briefest
of
glances
.
"
A
bruise
.
Perhaps
a
sprain
.
Maester
Aemon
will
give
you
a
salve
.
Go
with
him
,
Todder
,
that
head
wants
looking
after
.
The
rest
of
you
,
return
to
your
cells
.
Not
you
,
Snow
.
You
stay
.
"
Jon
sat
heavily
on
the
long
wooden
bench
as
the
others
left
,
oblivious
to
the
looks
they
gave
him
,
the
silent
promises
of
future
retribution
.
His
arm
was
throbbing
.
"
The
Watch
has
need
of
every
man
it
can
get
,
"
Donal
Noye
said
when
they
were
alone
.
"
Even
men
like
Toad
.
You
wo
n't
win
any
honors
killing
him
.
"
Jon
's
anger
flared
.
"
He
said
my
mother
was
--
"
"
--
a
whore
.
I
heard
him
.
What
of
it
?
"
"
Lord
Eddard
Stark
was
not
a
man
to
sleep
with
whores
,
"
Jon
said
icily
.
"
His
honor
--
"
"
--
did
not
prevent
him
from
fathering
a
bastard
.
Did
it
?
"
