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Jon

           Pyphoppedoffhishorseandlookedatthelighteningskywithdisgust."Giveusahandbeddingdownthehorses,Sam,"thesmallboysaid."Wehavealongdaybeforeus,andnosleeptofaceiton,thankstoLordSnow."

           Whendaybroke,Jonwalkedtothekitchensashedideverydawn.Three-FingerHobbsaidnothingashegavehimtheOldBear’sbreakfast.Todayitwasthreebrowneggsboiledhard,withfriedbreadandhamsteakandabowlofwrinkledplums.JoncarriedthefoodbacktotheKing’sTower.HefoundMormontatthewindowseat,writing.Hisravenwaswalkingbackandforthacrosshisshoulders,muttering,"Corn,corn,corn."ThebirdshriekedwhenJonentered."Putthefoodonthetable,"theOldBearsaid,glancingup."I’llhavesomebeer."

           Jonopenedashutteredwindow,tooktheflagonofbeerofftheoutsideledge,andfilledahorn.Hobbhadgivenhimalemon,stillcoldfromtheWall.Joncrusheditinhisfist.Thejuicetrickledthroughhisfingers.Mormontdranklemoninhisbeereveryday,andclaimedthatwaswhyhestillhadhisownteeth.

           "Doubtlessyoulovedyourfather,"MormontsaidwhenJonbroughthimhishorn."Thethingswelovedestroyuseverytime,lad.RememberwhenItoldyouthat?"

           "Iremember,"Jonsaidsullenly.Hedidnotcaretotalkofhisfather’sdeath,noteventoMormont.

           "Seethatyouneverforgetit.Thehardtruthsaretheonestoholdtight.Fetchmemyplate.Isithamagain?Sobeit.Youlookweary.Wasyourmoonlightridesotiring?"

           Jon’sthroatwasdry.

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