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"
I
remember
,
"
Jon
said
sullenly
.
He
did
not
care
to
talk
of
his
father
's
death
,
not
even
to
Mormont
.
"
See
that
you
never
forget
it
.
The
hard
truths
are
the
ones
to
hold
tight
.
Fetch
me
my
plate
.
Is
it
ham
again
?
So
be
it
.
You
look
weary
.
Was
your
moonlight
ride
so
tiring
?
"
Jon
's
throat
was
dry
.
"
You
know
?
"
"
Know
,
"
the
raven
echoed
from
Mormont
's
shoulder
.
"
Know
.
"
The
Old
Bear
snorted
.
"
Do
you
think
they
chose
me
Lord
Commander
of
the
Night
's
Watch
because
I
'm
dumb
as
a
stump
,
Snow
?
Aemon
told
me
you
'd
go
.
I
told
him
you
'd
be
back
.
I
know
my
men
...
and
my
boys
too
.
Honor
set
you
on
the
kingsroad
...
and
honor
brought
you
back
.
"
"
My
friends
brought
me
back
,
"
Jon
said
.
"
Did
I
say
it
was
your
honor
?
"
Mormont
inspected
his
plate
.
"
They
killed
my
father
.
Did
you
expect
me
to
do
nothing
?
"
"
If
truth
be
told
,
we
expected
you
to
do
just
as
you
did
.
"
Mormont
tried
a
plum
,
spit
out
the
pit
.
"
I
ordered
a
watch
kept
over
you
.
,
You
were
seen
leaving
.
If
your
brothers
had
not
fetched
you
back
,
you
would
have
been
taken
along
the
way
,
and
not
by
friends
.
Unless
you
have
a
horse
with
wings
like
a
raven
.
Do
you
?
"
