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Jon

           Chetttried,cursing,yankingontheleashes,givingoneanimalalickofhisboot.Mostofthedogsjustwhimperedandplantedtheirfeet.Hetrieddraggingone.Thebitchresisted,growlingandsquirmingasiftoescapehercollar.Finallyshelungedathim.Chettdroppedtheleashandstumbledbackward.Thedogleaptoverhimandboundedoffintothetrees.

           "This...thisisallwrong,"SamTarlysaidearnestly."Theblood...there’sbloodstainsontheirclothes,and...andtheirflesh,dryandhard,but...there’snoneontheground,or...anywhere.Withthose...those...those..."Sammadehimselfswallow,tookadeepbreath."Withthosewounds...terriblewounds...thereshouldbebloodallover.Shouldn’tthere?"

           Dywensuckedathiswoodenteeth."Mightbetheydidn’tdiehere.Mightbesomeonebrought’emandleft’emforus.Awarning,aslike."Theoldforesterpeereddownsuspiciously."AndmightbeI’mafool,butIdon’tknowthatOthorneverhadnoblueeyesafore."

           SerJaremylookedstartled."NeitherdidFlowers,"heblurted,turningtostareatthedeadman.

           Asilencefelloverthewood.ForamomentalltheyheardwasSam’sheavybreathingandthewetsoundofDywensuckingonhisteeth.JonsquattedbesideGhost.

           "Burnthem,"someonewhispered.Oneoftherangers;Joncouldnothavesaidwho."Yes,burnthem,"asecondvoiceurged.

           TheOldBeargaveastubbornshakeofhishead."Notyet.IwantMaesterAemontohavealookatthem.We’llbringthembacktotheWall."

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