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Arya

           Theysawthefirsthouseanhourshyofevenfall,asnuglittlethatch-roofedcottagesurroundedbyfieldsofwheat.Yorenrodeoutahead,hallooing,butgotnoanswer."Dead,mightbe.Orhiding.Dobber,Rey,withme."Thethreemenwentintothecottage."Potsisgone,nosigno’anycoinlaidby,"Yorenmutteredwhentheyreturned."Noanimals.Run,mostlike.Mightbewemet‘emonthekingsroad."Atleastthehouseandfieldhadnotbeenburned,andtherewerenocorpsesabout.Tarberfoundagardenoutback,andtheypulledsomeonionsandradishesandfilledasackwithcabbagesbeforetheywentontheirway.

           Alittlefartheruptheroad,theyglimpsedaforester’scabinsurroundedbyoldtreesandneatlystackedlogsreadyforthesplitting,andlateraramshacklestilt-houseleaningovertheriveronpolestenfeettall,bothdeserted.Theypassedmorefields,wheatandcornandbarleyripeninginthesun,butheretherewerenomensittingintrees,norwalkingtherowswithscythes.Finallythetowncameintoview;aclusterofwhitehousesspreadoutaroundthewallsoftheholdfast,abigseptwithashingledwoodenroof,thelord’stowerhousesittingonasmallrisetothewest...andnosignofanypeople,anywhere.

           Yorensatonhishorse,frowningthroughhistangleofbeard."Don’tlikeit,"hesaid,"butthereitis.We’llgohaveusalook.Acarefullook.Seemaybethere’ssomefolkhiding.Mightbetheyleftaboatbehind,orsomeweaponswecanuse."

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