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Jon

           

           GrennandDywenwereamongthebrotherswhohadgatheredroundthefire.HakehandedJonahollowheelofbreadfilledwithburntbaconandchunksofsaltfishwarmedinbacongrease.HewolfeditdownwhilelisteningtoDywenboastofhavingthreeofCraster’swomenduringthenight.

           "Youdidnot,"Grennsaid,scowling."Iwouldhaveseen."

           Dywenwhappedhimupalongsidehisearwiththebackofhishand."You?Seen?You’reblindasMaesterAemon.Youneverevensawthatbear."

           "Whatbear?Wasthereabear?"

           "There’salwaysabear,"declaredDolorousEddinhisusualtoneofgloomyresignation."OnekilledmybrotherwhenIwasyoung.Afterwarditworehisteetharounditsneckonaleatherthong.Andtheyweregoodteethtoo,betterthanmine.I’vehadnothingbuttroublewithmyteeth."

           "DidSamsleepinthehalllastnight?"Jonaskedhim.

           "I’dnotcallitsleeping.Thegroundwashard,therushesill-smelling,andmybrotherssnorefrightfully.Speakofbearsifyouwill,noneevergrowledsofierceasBrownBernarr.Iwaswarm,though.Somedogscrawledatopmeduringthenight.Mycloakwasalmostdrywhenoneofthempissedinit.OrperhapsitwasBrownBernarr.HaveyounoticedthattherainstoppedtheinstantIhadaroofaboveme?ItwillstartagainnowthatI’mbackout.Godsanddogsalikedelighttopissonme."

           "I’dbestgoseetoLordMormont,"saidJon.

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