grrm.astormofswords-第195节

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he　ran　them　down；　and　her　jaw　closed　around　a　pale　white　arm。　She　shook　it　to　make　it　move；　but　there　was　only　death　and　blood　in　her　mouth。　By　now　she　was　tiring；　and　it　was　all　she　could　do　to　pull　the　body　back　to　shore。　As　she　dragged　it　up　the　muddy　bank；　one　of　her　little　brothers　came　prowling；　his　tongue　lolling　from　his　mouth。　She　had　to　snarl　to　drive　him　off；　or　else　he　would　have　fed。　Only　then　did　she　stop　to　shake　the　water　from　her　fur。　The　white　thing　lay　facedown　in　the　mud；　her　dead　flesh　wrinkled　and　pale；　cold　blood　trickling　from　her　throat。　Rise；　she　thought。　Rise　and　eat　and　run　with　us。
　The　sound　of　horses　turned　her　head。　Men。　They　were　ing　from　downwind；　so　she　had　not　smelled　them；　but　now　they　were　almost　here。　Men　on　horses；　with　flapping　black　and　yellow　and　pink　wings　and　long　shiny　claws　in　hand。　Some　of　her　younger　brothers　bared　their　teeth　to　defend　the　food　they'd　found；　but　she　snapped　at　them　until　they　scattered。　That　was　the　way　of　the　wild。　Deer　and　hares　and　crows　fled　before　wolves；　and　wolves　fled　from　men。　She　abandoned　the　cold　white　prize　in　the　mud　where　she　had　dragged　it；　and　ran；　and　felt　no　shame。
　When　morning　came；　the　Hound　did　not　need　to　shout　at　Arya　or　shake　her　awake。　She　had　woken　before　him　for　a　change；　and　even　watered　the　horses。　They　broke　their　fast　in　silence；　until　Sandor　said；　〃This　thing　about　your　mother　。　。　。〃
　〃It　doesn't　matter；〃　Arya　said　in　a　dull　voice。　〃I　know　she's　dead。　I　saw　her　in　a　dream。〃
　The　Hound　looked　at　her　a　long　time；　then　nodded。　No　more　was　said　of　it。　They　rode　on　toward　the　mountains。
　In　the　higher　hills；　they　came　upon　a　tiny　isolated　village　surrounded　by　grey…green　sentinels　and　tall　blue　soldier　pines；　and　Clegane　decided　to　risk　going　in。　〃We　need　food；〃　he　said；　〃and　a　roof　over　our　heads。　They're　not　like　to　know　what　happened　at　the　Twins；　and　with　any　luck　they　won't　know　me。〃
　The　villagers　were　building　a　wooden　palisade　around　their　homes；　and　when　they　saw　the　breadth　of　the　Hound's　shoulders　they　offered　them　food　and　shelter　and　even　coin　for　work。　〃If　there's　wine　as　well；　I'll　do　it；〃　he　growled　at　them。　in　the　end；　he　settled　for　ale；　and　drank　himself　to　sleep　each　night。
　His　dream　of　selling　Arya　to　Lady　Arryn　died　there　in　the　hills；　though。　〃There's　frost　above　us　and　snow　in　the　high　passes；〃　the　village　elder　said。　〃If　you　don't　freeze　or　starve；　the　shadowcats　will　get　you；　or　the　cave　bears。　There's　the　clans　as　well。　The　Burned　Men　are　fearless　since　Timett　One…Eye　came　back　from　the　war。　And　half　a　year　ago；　Gunthor　son　of　Gurn　led　the　Stone　Crows　down　on　a　village　not　eight　miles　from　here。　They　took　every　woman　and　every　scrap　of　grain；　and　killed　half　the　men。　They　have　steel　now；　good　swords　and　mail　hauberks；　and　they　watch　the　high　road…the　Stone　Crows；　the　Milk　Snakes；　the　Sons　of　the　Mist；　all　of　them。　Might　be　you'd　take　a　few　with　you；　but　in　the　end　they'd　kill　you　and　make　off　with　your　daughter。〃
　I'm　not　his　daughter；　Arya　might　have　shouted；　if　she　hadn't　felt　so　tired。　She　was　no　one's　daughter　now。　She　was　no　one。　Not　Arya；　not　Weasel；　not　Nan　nor　Arry　nor　Squab；　not　even　Lumpyhead。　She　was　only　some　girl　who　ran　with　a　dog　by　day；　and　dreamed　of　wolves　by　night。
　It　was　quiet　in　the　village。　They　had　beds　stuffed　with　straw　and　not　too　many　lice；　the　food　was　plain　but　filling；　and　the　air　smelled　of　pines。　All　the　same；　Arya　soon　decided　that　she　hated　it。　The　villagers　were　cowards。　None　of　them　would　even　look　at　the　Hound's　face；　at　least　not　for　long。　Some　of　the　women　tried　to　put　her　in　a　dress　and　make　her　do　needlework；　but　they　weren't　Lady　Smallwood　and　she　was　having　none　of　it。　And　there　was　one　girl　who　took　to　following　her；　the　village　elder's　daughter。　She　was　of　an　age　with　Arya；　but　just　a　child；　she　cried　if　she　skinned　a　knee；　and　carried　a　stupid　cloth　doll　with　her　everywhere　she　went。　The　doll　was　made　up　to　look　like　a　man…at…arms；　sort　of；　so　the　girl　called　him　Ser　Soldier　and　bragged　how　he　kept　her　safe。　〃Go　away；〃　Arya　told　her　half　a　hundred　times。　〃Just　leave　me　be。〃　She　wouldn't；　though；　so　finally　Arya　took　the　doll　away　from　her；　ripped　it　open；　and　pulled　the　rag　stuffing　out　of　its　belly　with　a　finger。　〃Now　he　really　looks　like　a　soldier！〃　she　said；　before　she　threw　the　doll　in　a　brook。　After　that　the　girl　stopped　pestering　her；　and　Arya　spent　her　days　grooming　Craven　and　Stranger　or　walking　in　the　woods。　Sometimes　she　would　find　a　stick　and　practice　her　needlework；　but　then　she　would　remember　what　had　happened　at　the　Twins　and　smash　it　against　a　tree　until　it　broke。
　〃Might　be　we　should　stay　here　awhile；〃　the　Hound　told　her；　after　a　fortnight。　He　was　drunk　on　ale；　but　more　brooding　than　sleepy。　〃We'd　never　reach　the　Eyrie；　and　the　Freys　will　still　be　hunting　survivors　in　the　riverlands。　Sounds　like　they　need　swords　here；　with　these　clansmen　raiding。　We　can　rest　up；　maybe　find　a　way　to　get　a　letter　to　your　aunt。〃　Arya's　face　darkened　when　she　heard　that。　She　didn't　want　to　stay；　but　there　was　nowhere　to　go；　either。　The　next　morning；　when　the　Hound　went　off　to　chop　down　trees　and　haul　logs；　she　crawled　back　into　bed。
　But　when　the　work　was　done　and　the　tall　wooden　palisade　was　finished；　the　village　elder　made　it　plain　that　there　was　no　place　for　them。　〃e　winter；　we　will　be　hard　pressed　to　feed　our　own；〃　he　explained。　〃And　you　。　。　。　a　man　like　you　brings　blood　with　him。〃
　Sandor's　mouth　tightened。　〃So　you　do　know　who　I　am。〃
　〃Aye。　We　don't　get　travelers　here；　that's　so；　but　we　go　to　market；　and　to　fairs。　We　know　about　King　Joffrey's　dog。〃
　〃When　these　Stone　Crows　e　calling；　you　might　be　glad　to　have　a　dog。〃
　〃Might　be。〃　The　man　hesitated；　then　gathered　up　his　courage。　〃But　they　say　you　lost　your　belly　for　fighting　at　the　Blackwater。　They　say…〃
　〃I　know　what　they　say。〃　Sandor's　voice　sounded　like　two　woodsaws　grinding　together。　〃Pay　me；　and　we'll　be　gone。〃
　When　they　left；　the　Hound　had　a　pouch　full　of　coppers；　a　skin　of　sour　ale；　and　a　new　sword。　It　was　a　very　old　sword；　if　truth　be　told；　though　new　to　him。　He　swapped　its　owner　the　longaxe　he'd　taken　at　the　Twins；　the　one　he'd　used　to　raise　the　lump　on　Arya's　head。　The　ale　was　gone　in　less　than　a　day；　but　Clegane　sharpened　the　sword　every　night；　cursing　the　man　he'd　swapped　with　for　every　nick　and　spot　of　rust。　If　he　lost　his　belly　for　fighting；　why　does　he　care　if　his　sword　is　sharp？　It　was　not　a　question　Arya　dared　ask　him；　but　she　thought　on　it　a　lot。　Was　that　why　he'd　run　from　the　Twins　and　carried　her　off？
　Back　in　the　riverlands；　they　found　that　the　rains　had　ebbed　away；　and　the　flood　waters　had　begun　to　recede。　The　Hound　turned　south；　back　toward　the　Trident。　〃We'll　make　for　Riverrun；〃　he　told　Arya　as　they　roasted　a　hare　he'd　killed。　〃Maybe　the　Blackfish　wants　to　buy　himself　a　she…wolf。〃
　〃He　doesn't　know　me。　He　won't　even　know　I'm　really　me。〃　Arya　was　tired　of　making　for　Riverrun。　She　had　been　making　for　Riverrun　for　years；　it　seemed；　without　ever　getting　there。　Every　time　she　made　for　Riverrun；　she　ended　up　someplace　worse。　〃He　won't　give　you　any　ransom。　He'll　probably　just　hang　you。〃
　〃He's　free　to　try。〃　He　turned　the　spit。
　He　doesn't　talk　like　he's　lost　his　belly　for　fighting。　〃I　know　where　we　could　go；〃　Arya　said。　She　still　had　one　brother　left。　fon　will　want　me；　even　if　no　one　else　does。　He'll　call　me　〃little　sister〃　and　muss　my　hair。　It　was　a　long　way；　though；　and　she　didn't　think　she　could　get　there　by　herself。　She　hadn't　even　been　able　to　reach　Riverrun。　〃We　could　go　to　the　Wall。〃
　Sandor's　laugh　was　half　a　growl。　〃The　little　wolf　bitch　wants　to　join　the　Night's　Watch；　does　she？〃
　〃My　brother's　on　the　Wall；〃　she　said　stubbornly。
　His　mouth　gave　a　twitch。　〃The　Wall's　a　thousand　leagues　from　here。　We'd　need　to　fight　through　the　bloody　Freys　just　to　reach　the　Neck。　There's　lizard　lions　in　those　swamps　that　eat　wolves　every　day　for　breakfast。　And　if　we　did　reach　the　north　with　our　skins　intact；　there's　ironborn　in　half　the　castles；　and　thousands　of　bloody　buggering　northmen　as　well。〃
　〃Are　you　scared　of　them？〃　she　asked。　〃Have　you　lost　your　belly　for　fighting？〃
　For　a　moment　she　thought　he　was　going　to　hit　her。　By　then　the　hare　was　brown；　though；　skin　crackling　and　grease　popping　as　it　dripped　down　into　the　cookfire。　Sandor　took　it　off　the　stick；　ripped　it　apart　with　his　big　hands；　and　tossed　half　of　it　into　Arya's　lap。　〃There's　nothing　wrong　with　my　belly；〃　he　said　as　he　pulled　off　a　leg；　〃but　I　don't　give　a　rat's　arse　for　you　or　your　brother。　I　have　a　brother　too。〃
　
　CHAPTER　66
　TYRION
　
　〃Tyrion；〃　Ser　Kevan　Lannister　said　wearily；　〃if　you　are　indeed　innocent　of　Joffrey's　death；　you　should　have　no　difficulty　proving　it　at　trial。〃
　Tyrion　turned　from　the　window。　〃Who　is　to　judge　me？〃
　〃　justice　belongs　to　the　throne。　The　king　is　dead；　but　your　father　remains　Hand。　Since　it　is　his　own　son　who　stands　accused　and　his　grandson　who　was　the　victim；　he　has　asked　Lord　Tyrell　and　Prince　Oberyn　to　sit　in　judgment　with　him。〃
　Tyrion　was　scarcely　reassured。　Mace　Tyrell　had　been　Joffrey's　goodfather；　however　briefly；　and　the　Red　Viper　was　。　。　。　well；　a　snake。　〃Will　I　be　allowed　to　demand　trial　by　battle？〃
　〃I　would　not　advise　that。〃
　〃Why