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Bran

           "We’lltakethehorsetoo,"saidanotherofthem,awomanshorterthanRobb,withabroadfiatfaceandlankyellowhair."Getdown,andbequickaboutit."Aknifeslidfromhersleeveintoherhand,itsedgejaggedasasaw.

           "No,"Branblurted."Ican’t..."

           ThebigmangrabbedhisreinsbeforeBrancouldthinktowheelDanceraroundandgallopoff."Youcan,lordling...andwill,ifyouknowwhat’sgoodforyou."

           "Stiv,lookhowhe’sstrappedon."Thetallwomanpointedwithherspear."Mightbeit’sthetruthhe’stelling."

           "Straps,isit?"Stivsaid.Hedrewadaggerfromasheathathisbelt."There’swaystodealwithstraps."

           "Yousomekindofcripple?"askedtheshortwoman.

           Branflared."I’mBrandonStarkofWinterfell,andyoubetterletgoofmyhorse,orI’llseeyoualldead."

           Thegauntmanwiththegreystubbledfacelaughed."Theboy’saStark,trueenough.OnlyaStarkwouldbefoolenoughtothreatenwheresmartermenwouldbeg."

           "Cuthislittlecockoffandstuffitinhismouth,"suggestedtheshortwoman."Thatshouldshuthimup."

           "You’reasstupidasyouareugly,Hali,"saidthetallwoman."Theboy’sworthnothingdead,butalive...godsbedamned,thinkwhatMancewouldgivetohaveBenjenStark’sownbloodtohostage!"

           "Mancebedamned,"thebigmancursed."Youwanttogobackthere,Osha?Morefoolyou.Thinkthewhitewalkerswillcareifyouhaveahostage?"HeturnedbacktoBranandslashedatthestraparoundhisthigh.

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