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Theon

           LetherbelieveIwantherwisdom,womenfancythat.

           "Imay.Ifyoutreatmekindly."

           "Howelse?"

           TheonquickenedhisstrideastheynearedtheMyraham,rockinghighandemptybythequay.Hercaptainhadtriedtosailafortnightpast,butLordBalonwouldnotpermitit.NoneofthemerchantmenthatcalledatLordsporthadbeenallowedtodepartagain;hisfatherwantednowordofthehostingtoreachthemainlandbeforehewasreadytostrike.

           "Milord,"aplaintivevoicecalleddownfromtheforecastleofthemerchanter.Thecaptain’sdaughterleanedovertherail,gazingafterhim.Herfatherhadforbiddenhertocomeashore,butwheneverTheoncametoLordsporthespiedherwanderingforlornlyaboutthedeck."Milord,amoment,"shecalledafterhim."Asitpleasemilord..."

           "Didshe?"EsgredaskedasTheonhurriedherpastthecog."Pleasemilord?"

           Hesawnosenseinbeingcoywiththisone."Foratime.Nowshewantstobemysaltwife."

           "Oho.Well,she’dprofitfromsomesalting,nodoubt.Toosoftandbland,thatone.OramIwrong?"

           "You’renotwrong."Softandbland.Precisely.Howhadsheknown?

           HehadtoldWextowaitattheinn.ThecommonroomwassocrowdedthatTheonhadtopushhiswaythroughthedoor.Notaseatwastobehadatbenchnortable.Nordidheseehissquire."Wex,"heshoutedoverthedinandclatter.

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