"I've not seen Benjen Stark for three years," he was telling Mormont. "And if truth be told, I never once missed him." A half-dozen black puppies and the odd pig or two skulked among the benches, while women in ragged deerskins passed horns of beer, stirred the fire, and chopped carrots and onions into a kettle.
“三年没见着班扬·史塔克了，”他告诉莫尔蒙，“说实话，我一点都不想念他。”六七只小黑狗和一两头落单的猪在长凳之间躲迷藏，穿着褴褛鹿皮的女人们送来一杯杯啤酒，并升好炉火，开始往壶里切萝卜和洋葱。
"He ought to have passed here last year," said Thoren Smallwood. A dog came sniffing round his leg. He kicked it and sent it off yipping.
“就去年，他应该路过这儿，”索伦·斯莫伍德道。一只狗在他腿边嗅来嗅去。他飞起一脚，踢得它汪汪直叫。
Lord Mormont said, "Ben was searching for Ser Waymar Royce, who'd vanished with Gared and young Will."
莫尔蒙司令说：“当时，班是出来搜寻威玛·罗伊斯爵士的，他跟盖瑞及小威尔一起失踪了。”

"Aye, those three I recall. The lordling no older than one of these pups. Too proud to sleep under my roof, him in his sable cloak and black steel. My wives give him big cow eyes all the same." He turned his squint on the nearest of the women. "Gared says they were chasing raiders. I told him, with a commander that green, best not catch 'em. Gared wasn't half-bad, for a crow. Had less ears than me, that one. The 'bite took 'em, same as mine." Craster laughed. "Now I hear he got no head neither. The 'bite do that too?"
“哦，这三个我还知道。带头的贵族小少爷比这些狗崽子大不了多少，穿一身貂皮斗篷拿着黑剑，就骄傲得了不起，还不屑于睡我屋子呢。不过我老婆们倒把眼睛瞪得牛大，望着他瞧。”他转头斜视离他最近的女人。“盖瑞说他们在追踪土匪强盗。我给他说，你自个儿当头的都是个菜鸟，最好别真的追上。就乌鸦而言，盖瑞还不算太坏的种。这家伙，耳朵比我还少，都是给寒风咬的，和我一样。”卡斯特笑了，“现在么，听说他头也没啦。不知栽在哪条道上啰？”
Jon remembered a spray of red blood on white snow, and the way Theon Greyjoy had kicked the dead man's head. The man was a deserter. On the way back to Winterfell, Jon and Robb had raced, and found six direwolf pups in the snow. A thousand years ago.
琼恩回想起洒在白雪里的那滩红血，想起席恩·葛雷乔伊踢死人头的情景。此人是个逃兵。回临冬城的路上，琼恩和罗柏一起赛跑，在雪地里发现六只冰原狼小崽。一千年前的往事。