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Jon

           Itwillkeepthemenoccupied,andmayproveneedfullater."

           "Myrangers"startedThorenSmallwood.

           "YourrangerswilllimittheirrangingtothissideoftheriveruntiltheHalfhandreachesus.Afterthat,we’llsee.Iwillnotlosemoreofmymen."

           "ManceRaydermightbemassinghishostaday’sridefromhere,andwe’dneverknow,"Smallwoodcomplained.

           "Weknowwherethewildlingsaremassing,"Mormontcameback."WehaditfromCraster.Imisliketheman,butIdonotthinkheliedtousinthis."

           "Asyousay."Smallwoodtookasullenleave.Theothersfinishedtheirwineandfollowed,morecourteously.

           "ShallIbringyousupper,mylord?"Jonasked.

           "Corn,"theravencried.Mormontdidnotansweratonce.Whenhedidhesaidonly,"Didyourwolffindgametoday?"

           "He’snotbackyet."

           "Wecoulddowithfreshmeat."Mormontdugintoasackandofferedhisravenahandfulofcorn."YouthinkI’mwrongtokeeptherangersclose?"

           "That’snotformetosay,mylord."

           "Itisifyou’reasked."

           "IftherangersmuststayinsightoftheFist,Idon’tseehowtheycanhopetofindmyuncle,"Jonadmitted.

           "Theycan’t."TheravenpeckedatthekernelsintheOldBear’spalm."Twohundredmenortenthousand,thecountryistoovast."

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