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Jon

           TheOldBearpausedforamomentbeforehesaid,"Arethereanyamongyouwhowishtoleaveourcompany?Ifso,gonow,andnooneshallthinkthelessofyou."

           Noonemoved.

           "Wellandgood,"saidMormont."Youmaytakeyourvowshereatevenfall,beforeSeptonCelladarandthefirstofyourorder.Doanyofyoukeeptotheoldgods?"

           Jonstood."Ido,mylord."

           "Iexpectyouwillwanttosayyourwordsbeforeahearttree,asyouruncledid,"Mormontsaid.

           "Yes,mylord,"Jonsaid.Thegodsofthesepthadnothingtodowithhim;thebloodoftheFirstMenflowedintheveinsoftheStarks.

           HeheardGrennwhisperingbehindhim."There’snogodswoodhere.Isthere?Ineversawagodswood."

           "Youwouldn’tseeaherdofaurochsuntiltheytrampledyouintothesnow,"Pypwhisperedback.

           "Iwouldso,"Grenninsisted."I’dseethemalongwayoff."

           MormonthimselfconfirmedGrenn’sdoubts."CastleBlackhasnoneedofagodswood.BeyondtheWallthehauntedforeststandsasitstoodintheDawnAge,longbeforetheAndalsbroughttheSevenacrossthenarrowsea.Youwillfindagroveofweirwoodshalfaleaguefromthisspot,andmayhapyourgodsaswell."

           "Mylord."ThevoicemadeJonglancebackinsurprise.SamwellTarlywasonhisfeet.Thefatboywipedhissweatypalmsagainsthistunic."MightI...mightIgoaswell?Tosaymywordsatthishearttree?"

           "DoesHouseTarlykeeptheoldgodstoo?"Mormontasked.

           "No,mylord,"Samrepliedinathin,nervousvoice.

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