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Jon

           OnlythetwoofthemremainedofthefiverangerswhohadfledtheSkirlingPass,backintotheblue-greywildernessoftheFrostfangs.

           AtfirstJonhadnursedthehopethatSquireDalbridgewouldkeepthewildlingsbottledupinthepass.Butwhenthey’dheardthecallofafar-offhorneverymanofthemknewthesquirehadfallen.Latertheyspiedtheeaglesoaringthroughtheduskongreatblue-greywingsandStonesnakeunslunghisbow,butthebirdflewoutofrangebeforehecouldsomuchasstringit.Ebbenspatandmuttereddarklyofwargsandskinchangers.

           Theyglimpsedtheeagletwicemorethedayafter,andheardthehuntinghornbehindthemechoingagainstthemountains.Eachtimeitseemedalittlelouder,alittlecloser.Whennightfell,theHalfhandtoldEbbentotakethesquire’sgarronaswellashisown,andrideeastforMormontwithallhaste,backthewaytheyhadcome.Therestofthemwoulddrawoffthepursuit."SendJon,"Ebbenhadurged."Hecanrideasfastasme."

           "Jonhasadifferentparttoplay."

           "Heishalfaboystill."

           "No,"saidQhorin,"heisamanoftheNight’sWatch."

           Whenthemoonrose,Ebbenpartedfromthem.Stonesnakewenteastwithhimashortway,thendoubledbacktoobscuretheirtracks,andthethreewhoremainedsetofftowardthesouthwest.

           Afterthatthedaysandnightsblurredoneintotheother.

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