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"
Is
this
one
of
the
direwolves
I
've
heard
so
much
of
?
"
a
familiar
voice
asked
close
at
hand
.
Jon
looked
up
happily
as
his
uncle
Ben
put
a
hand
on
his
head
and
ruffled
his
hair
much
as
Jon
had
ruffled
the
wolf
's
.
"
Yes
,
"
he
said
.
"
His
name
is
Ghost
.
"
One
of
the
squires
interrupted
the
bawdy
story
he
'd
been
telling
to
make
room
at
the
table
for
their
lord
's
brother
.
Benjen
Stark
straddled
the
bench
with
long
legs
and
took
the
wine
cup
out
of
Jon
's
hand
.
"
Summerwine
,
"
he
said
after
a
taste
.
"
Nothing
so
sweet
.
How
many
cups
have
you
had
,
Jon
?
"
Jon
smiled
.
Ben
Stark
laughed
.
"
As
I
feared
.
Ah
,
well
.
I
believe
I
was
younger
than
you
the
first
time
I
got
truly
and
sincerely
drunk
.
"
He
snagged
a
roasted
onion
,
dripping
brown
with
gravy
,
from
a
nearby
trencher
and
bit
into
it
.
It
crunched
.
His
uncle
was
sharp-featured
and
gaunt
as
a
mountain
crag
,
but
there
was
always
a
hint
of
laughter
in
his
blue-grey
eyes
.
He
dressed
in
black
,
as
befitted
a
man
of
the
Night
's
Watch
.
Tonight
it
was
rich
black
velvet
,
with
high
leather
boots
and
a
wide
belt
with
a
silver
buckle
.
A
heavy
silver
chain
was
looped
round
his
neck
.
Benjen
watched
Ghost
with
amusement
as
he
ate
his
onion
.
"
A
very
quiet
wolf
,
"
he
observed
.
"
He
's
not
like
the
others
,
"
Jon
said
.
"
He
never
makes
a
sound
.
That
's
why
I
named
him
Ghost
.
That
,
and
because
he
's
white
.
The
others
are
all
dark
,
grey
or
black
.
"
"
There
are
still
direwolves
beyond
the
Wall
.
We
hear
them
on
our
rangings
.
"
Benjen
Stark
gave
Jon
a
long
look
.
"
Do
n't
you
usually
eat
at
table
with
your
brothers
?
"
"
Most
times
,
"
Jon
answered
in
a
flat
voice
.
"
But
tonight
Lady
Stark
thought
it
might
give
insult
to
the
royal
family
to
seat
a
bastard
among
them
.
"
