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"
I
wanted
to
,
truly
.
I
just
...
I
could
n't
.
I
did
n't
want
him
to
hit
me
anymore
.
"
He
looked
at
the
ground
.
"
I.
.
.
I
fear
I
'm
a
coward
.
My
lord
father
always
said
so
.
"
Grenn
looked
thunderstruck
.
Even
Pyp
had
no
words
to
say
to
that
,
and
Pyp
had
words
for
everything
.
What
sort
of
man
would
proclaim
himself
a
coward
?
Samwell
Tarly
must
have
read
their
thoughts
on
their
faces
.
His
eyes
met
Jon
's
and
darted
away
,
quick
as
frightened
animals
.
"
I.
.
.
I
'm
sorry
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
do
n't
mean
to
...
to
be
like
I
am
.
"
He
walked
heavily
toward
the
armory
.
Jon
called
after
him
.
"
You
were
hurt
,
"
he
said
.
"
Tomorrow
you
'll
do
better
.
"
Sam
looked
mournfully
back
over
one
shoulder
.
"
No
I
wo
n't
,
"
he
said
,
blinking
back
tears
.
"
I
never
do
better
.
"
When
he
was
gone
,
Grenn
frowned
.
"
Nobody
likes
cravens
,
"
he
said
uncomfortably
.
"
I
wish
we
had
n't
helped
him
.
What
if
they
think
we
're
craven
too
?
"
"
You
're
too
stupid
to
be
craven
,
"
Pyp
told
him
.
"
I
am
not
,
"
Grenn
said
.
"
Yes
you
are
.
If
a
bear
attacked
you
in
the
woods
,
you
'd
be
too
stupid
to
run
away
.
"
"
I
would
not
,
"
Grenn
insisted
.
"
I
'd
run
away
faster
than
you
.
"
