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Catelyn

           WhenLysaespiedCatelyn,shewelcomedherwithasisterlyembraceandamoistkissonthecheek."Isn’titalovelymorning?Thegodsaresmilingonus.Dotryacupofthewine,sweetsister.LordHunterwaskindenoughtosendforit,fromhisowncellars."

           "Thankyou,no.Lysa,wemusttalk."

           "After,"hersisterpromised,alreadybeginningtoturnawayfromher.

           "Now."Catelynspokemoreloudlythanshe’dintended.Menwereturningtolook."Lysa,youcannotmeantogoaheadwiththisfolly.Alive,theImphasvalue.Dead,heisonlyfoodforcrows.Andifhischampionshouldprevailhere"

           "Smallchanceofthat,mylady,"LordHunterassuredher,pattinghershoulderwithaliver-spottedhand."SerVardisisadoughtyfighter.Hewillmakeshortworkofthesellsword."

           "Willhe,mylord?"Catelynsaidcoolly."Iwonder."ShehadseenBronnfightonthehighroad;itwasnoaccidentthathehadsurvivedthejourneywhileothermenhaddied.Hemovedlikeapanther,andthatuglyswordofhisseemedapartofhisarm.

           Lysa’ssuitorsweregatheringaroundthemlikebeesroundablossom."Womenunderstandlittleofthesethings,"SerMortonWaynwoodsaid."SerVardisisaknight,sweetlady.Thisotherfellow,well,hissortareallcowardsatheart.Usefulenoughinabattle,withthousandsoftheirfellowsaroundthem,butstandthemupaloneandthemanhoodleaksrightoutofthem."

           "Sayyouhavethetruthofit,then,"Catelynsaidwithacourtesythatmadehermouthache.

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