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Jon

           Qhorintestedtheedgeofhisswordwiththeballofhisthumb."Helikedwomen,Mancedid,andhewasnotamanwhosekneesbenteasily,that’strue.Butitwasmorethanthat.HelovedthewildbetterthantheWall.Itwasinhisblood.Hewaswildlingborn,takenasachildwhensomeraiderswereputtothesword.WhenhelefttheShadowTowerhewasonlygoinghomeagain."

           "Washeagoodranger?"

           "Hewasthebestofus,"saidtheHalfhand,"andtheworstaswell.OnlyfoolslikeThorenSmallwooddespisethewildlings.Theyareasbraveasweare,Jon.Asstrong,asquick,asclever.Buttheyhavenodiscipline.Theynamethemselvesthefreefolk,andeachonethinkshimselfasgoodasakingandwiserthanamaester.Mancewasthesame.Heneverlearnedhowtoobey."

           "Nomorethanme,"saidJonquietly.

           Qhorin’sshrewdgreyeyesseemedtoseerightthroughhim."Soyoulethergo?"Hedidnotsoundtheleastsurprised.

           "Youknow?"

           "Now.Tellmewhyyousparedher."

           Itwashardtoputintowords."Myfatherneverusedaheadsman.Hesaidheowedittothemenhekilledtolookintotheireyesandheartheirlastwords.AndwhenIlookedintoYgritte’seyes,I..."Jonstareddownathishandshelplessly."Iknowshewasanenemy,buttherewasnoevilinher."

           "Nomorethanintheothertwo."

           "Itwastheirlivesorours,"Jonsaid.

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