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"
Keep
quiet
,
all
of
you
,
"
Haider
said
.
"
I
thought
I
heard
something
.
"
"
Where
?
I
did
n't
hear
anything
.
"
The
horses
stopped
.
"
You
ca
n't
hear
yourself
fart
.
"
"
I
can
too
,
"
Grenn
insisted
.
"
Quiet
!
"
They
all
fell
silent
,
listening
.
Jon
found
himself
holding
his
breath
.
Sam
,
he
thought
.
He
had
n't
gone
to
the
Old
Bear
,
but
he
had
n't
gone
to
bed
either
,
he
'd
woken
the
other
boys
.
Damn
them
all
.
Come
dawn
,
if
they
were
not
in
their
beds
,
they
'd
be
named
deserters
too
.
What
did
they
think
they
were
doing
?
The
hushed
silence
seemed
to
stretch
on
and
on
.
From
where
Jon
crouched
,
he
could
see
the
legs
of
their
horses
through
the
branches
.
Finally
Pyp
spoke
up
.
"
What
did
you
hear
?
"
"
I
do
n't
know
,
"
Haider
admitted
.
"
A
sound
,
I
thought
it
might
have
been
a
horse
but
...
"
"
There
's
nothing
here
.
"
Out
of
the
corner
of
his
eye
,
Jon
glimpsed
a
pale
shape
moving
through
the
trees
.
Leaves
rustled
,
and
Ghost
came
bounding
out
of
the
shadows
,
so
suddenly
that
Jon
's
mare
started
and
gave
a
whinny
.
"
There
!
"
Halder
shouted
.
