“There is time enough for talk on the morrow.” When the morrow came, most of the morning was given over to talk of grains and greens and salting meat. Once the maesters in their
Citadel1 had proclaimed the first of autumn, wise men put away a portion of each harvest... though how large a portion was a matter that seemed to require much talk. Lady Hornwood was storing a fifth of her harvest. At Maester Luwin’s suggestion, she
vowed2 to increase that to a quarter. “Bolton’s
bastard4 is massing men at the Dreadfort,” she warned them. “I hope he means to take them south to join his father at the Twins, but when I sent to ask his intent, he told me that no Bolton would be questioned by a woman. As if he were trueborn and had a right to that name.” “Lord Bolton has never acknowledged the boy, so far as I know,” Ser Rodrik said. “I confess, I do not know him.” “Few do,” she replied. “He lived with his mother until two years past, when young Domeric died and left Bolton without an heir. That was when he brought his bastard to the Dreadfort. The boy is a sly creature by all accounts, and he has a servant who is almost as cruel as he is.
Reek5, they call the man. It’s said he never bathes. They hunt together, the Bastard and this Reek, and not for deer. I’ve heard tales, things I can scarce believe, even of a Bolton. And now that my lord husband and my sweet son have gone to the gods, the Bastard looks at my lands hungrily.” Bran wanted to give the lady a hundred men to defend her rights, but Ser Rodrik only said, “He may look, but should he do more I promise you there will be
dire6 retribution. You will be safe enough, my lady... though perhaps in time, when your grief is passed, you may find it
prudent7 to
wed3 again.” “I am past my childbearing years, what beauty I had long fled,” she replied with a tired half smile, “yet men come
sniffing8 after me as they never did when I was a maid.” “You do not look favorably on these suitors?” asked Luwin. “I shall wed again if His Grace commands it,” Lady Hornwood replied, “but Mors Crowfood is a drunken
brute9, and older than my father. As for my noble cousin of Manderly, my lord’s bed is not large enough to hold one of his
majesty10, and I am surely too small and
frail11 to lie beneath him.” Bran knew that men slept on top of women when they shared a bed. Sleeping under Lord Manderly would be like sleeping under a fallen horse, he imagined. Ser Rodrik gave the widow a sympathetic nod. “You will have other suitors, my lady. We shall try and find you a
prospect12 more to your taste.” “Perhaps you need not look very far, ser.” After she had taken her leave, Maester Luwin smiled. “Ser Rodrik, I do believe my lady fancies you.” Ser Rodrik cleared his throat and looked uncomfortable. “She was very sad,” said Bran. Ser Rodrik nodded. “Sad and gentle, and not at all uncomely for a woman of her years, for all her
modesty14. Yet a danger to the peace of your brother’s realm nonetheless.” “Her?” Bran said, astonished. Maester Luwin answered. “With no direct heir, there are sure to be many claimants contending for the Hornwood lands. The Tallharts, Flints, and Karstarks all have ties to House Hornwood through the female line, and the Glovers are fostering Lord Harys’s bastard at Deepwood Motte. The Dreadfort has no claim that I know, but the lands adjoin, and Roose Bolton is not one to overlook such a chance.” Ser Rodrik
tugged15 at his whiskers. “In such cases, her liege lord must find her a suitable match.” “Why can’t you marry her?” Bran asked. “You said she was
comely13, and Beth would have a mother.” The old
knight16 put a hand on Bran’s arm. “A
kindly17 thought, my prince, but I am only a knight, and besides too old. I might hold her lands for a few years, but as soon as I died Lady Hornwood would find herself back in the same
mire18, and Beth’s
prospects19 might be
perilous20 as well.” “Then let Lord Hornwood’s bastard be the heir,” Bran said, thinking of his half brother Jon. Ser Rodrik said, “That would please the Glovers, and perhaps Lord Hornwood’s shade as well, but I do not think Lady Hornwood would love us. The boy is not of her blood.” “Still,” said Maester Luwin, “it must be considered. Lady Donella is past her fertile years, as she said herself. if not the bastard, who?” “May I be excused?” Bran could hear the
squires21 at their swordplay in the yard below, the ring of steel on steel. “As you will, my prince,” said Ser Rodrik. “You did well.” Bran flushed with pleasure. Being a lord was not so tedious as he had feared, and since Lady Hornwood had been so much briefer than Lord Manderly, he even had a few hours of daylight left to visit with Summer. He liked to spend time with his wolf every day, when Ser Rodrik and the maester allowed it. No sooner had Hodor entered the godswood than Summer emerged from under an oak, almost as if he had known they were coming. Bran glimpsed a lean black shape watching from the undergrowth as well. “Shaggy,” he called. “Here, Shaggydog. To me.” But Rickon’s wolf vanished as swiftly as he’d appeared. Hodor knew Bran’s favorite place, so he took him to the edge of the pool beneath the great spread of the heart tree, where Lord Eddard used to kneel to pray.
Ripples22 were running across the surface of the water when they arrived, making the reflection of the weirwood
shimmer23 and dance. There was no wind, though. For an instant Bran was baffled. And then Osha exploded up out of the pool with a great splash, so sudden that even Summer leapt back,
snarling24. Hodor jumped away,
wailing25 “Hodor, Hodor” in dismay until Bran patted his shoulder to
soothe26 his fears. “How can you swim in there?” he asked Osha. “Isn’t it cold?” “As a babe I suckled on icicles, boy. I like the cold.” Osha swam to the rocks and rose dripping. She was naked, her skin
bumpy27 with gooseprickles. Summer crept close and
sniffed28 at her. “I wanted to touch the bottom.” “I never knew there was a bottom.” “Might be there isn’t.” She grinned. “What are you staring at, boy? Never seen a woman before?” “I have so.” Bran had bathed with his sisters hundreds of times and he’d seen serving women in the hot pools too. Osha looked different, though, hard and sharp instead of soft and curvy. Her legs were all sinew, her breasts flat as two empty purses. “You’ve got a lot of scars.” “Every one hard earned.” She picked up her brown shift, shook some leaves off of it, and pulled it down over her head. “Fighting giants?” Osha claimed there were still giants beyond the Wall. One day maybe I’ll even see one... “Fighting men.” She belted herself with a length of rope. “Black crows, oft as not. Killed me one too,” she said, shaking out her hair. It had grown since she’d come to Winterfell, well down past her ears. She looked softer than the woman who had once tried to rob and kill him in the wolfswood. “Heard some yattering in the kitchen today about you and them Freys.” “Who? What did they say?” She gave him a sour grin. “That it’s a fool boy who mocks a giant, and a mad world when a cripple has to defend him.” “Hodor never knew they were mocking him,” Bran said. “Anyhow he never fights.” He remembered once when he was little, going to the market square with his mother and Septa Mordane. They brought Hodor to carry for them, but he had wandered away, and when they found him some boys had him backed into an
alley29,
poking30 him with sticks. “Hodor!” he kept shouting,
cringing31 and covering himself, but he had never raised a hand against his tormentors. “Septon Chayle says he has a gentle spirit.” “Aye,” she said, “and hands strong enough to twist a man’s head off his shoulders, if he takes a mind to. All the same, he better watch his back around that Walder. Him and you both. The big one they call little, it comes to me he’s well named. Big outside, little inside, and mean down to the bones.” “He’d never dare hurt me. He’s scared of Summer, no matter what he says.” “Then might be he’s not so stupid as he seems.” Osha was always
wary32 around the direwolves. The day she was taken, Summer and Grey Wind between them had torn three wildlings to
bloody33 pieces. “Or might be he is. And that tastes of trouble too.” She tied up her hair. “You have more of them wolf dreams?”
点击
收听单词发音
1
citadel
|
|
n.城堡;堡垒;避难所 |
参考例句: |
- The citadel was solid.城堡是坚固的。
- This citadel is built on high ground for protecting the city.这座城堡建于高处是为保护城市。
|
2
vowed
|
|
起誓,发誓(vow的过去式与过去分词形式) |
参考例句: |
- He vowed quite solemnly that he would carry out his promise. 他非常庄严地发誓要实现他的诺言。
- I vowed to do more of the cooking myself. 我发誓自己要多动手做饭。
|
3
wed
|
|
v.娶,嫁,与…结婚 |
参考例句: |
- The couple eventually wed after three year engagement.这对夫妇在订婚三年后终于结婚了。
- The prince was very determined to wed one of the king's daughters.王子下定决心要娶国王的其中一位女儿。
|
4
bastard
|
|
n.坏蛋,混蛋;私生子 |
参考例句: |
- He was never concerned about being born a bastard.他从不介意自己是私生子。
- There was supposed to be no way to get at the bastard.据说没有办法买通那个混蛋。
|
5
reek
|
|
v.发出臭气;n.恶臭 |
参考例句: |
- Where there's reek,there's heat.哪里有恶臭,哪里必发热。
- That reek is from the fox.那股恶臭是狐狸发出的。
|
6
dire
|
|
adj.可怕的,悲惨的,阴惨的,极端的 |
参考例句: |
- There were dire warnings about the dangers of watching too much TV.曾经有人就看电视太多的危害性提出严重警告。
- We were indeed in dire straits.But we pulled through.那时我们的困难真是大极了,但是我们渡过了困难。
|
7
prudent
|
|
adj.谨慎的,有远见的,精打细算的 |
参考例句: |
- A prudent traveller never disparages his own country.聪明的旅行者从不贬低自己的国家。
- You must school yourself to be modest and prudent.你要学会谦虚谨慎。
|
8
sniffing
|
|
n.探查法v.以鼻吸气,嗅,闻( sniff的现在分词 );抽鼻子(尤指哭泣、患感冒等时出声地用鼻子吸气);抱怨,不以为然地说 |
参考例句: |
- We all had colds and couldn't stop sniffing and sneezing. 我们都感冒了,一个劲地抽鼻子,打喷嚏。
- They all had colds and were sniffing and sneezing. 他们都伤风了,呼呼喘气而且打喷嚏。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
|
9
brute
|
|
n.野兽,兽性 |
参考例句: |
- The aggressor troops are not many degrees removed from the brute.侵略军简直象一群野兽。
- That dog is a dangerous brute.It bites people.那条狗是危险的畜牲,它咬人。
|
10
majesty
|
|
n.雄伟,壮丽,庄严,威严;最高权威,王权 |
参考例句: |
- The king had unspeakable majesty.国王有无法形容的威严。
- Your Majesty must make up your mind quickly!尊贵的陛下,您必须赶快做出决定!
|
11
frail
|
|
adj.身体虚弱的;易损坏的 |
参考例句: |
- Mrs. Warner is already 96 and too frail to live by herself.华纳太太已经九十六岁了,身体虚弱,不便独居。
- She lay in bed looking particularly frail.她躺在床上,看上去特别虚弱。
|
12
prospect
|
|
n.前景,前途;景色,视野 |
参考例句: |
- This state of things holds out a cheerful prospect.事态呈现出可喜的前景。
- The prospect became more evident.前景变得更加明朗了。
|
13
comely
|
|
adj.漂亮的,合宜的 |
参考例句: |
- His wife is a comely young woman.他的妻子是一个美丽的少妇。
- A nervous,comely-dressed little girl stepped out.一个紧张不安、衣着漂亮的小姑娘站了出来。
|
14
modesty
|
|
n.谦逊,虚心,端庄,稳重,羞怯,朴素 |
参考例句: |
- Industry and modesty are the chief factors of his success.勤奋和谦虚是他成功的主要因素。
- As conceit makes one lag behind,so modesty helps one make progress.骄傲使人落后,谦虚使人进步。
|
15
tugged
|
|
v.用力拉,使劲拉,猛扯( tug的过去式和过去分词 ) |
参考例句: |
- She tugged at his sleeve to get his attention. 她拽了拽他的袖子引起他的注意。
- A wry smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. 他的嘴角带一丝苦笑。 来自《简明英汉词典》
|
16
knight
|
|
n.骑士,武士;爵士 |
参考例句: |
- He was made an honourary knight.他被授予荣誉爵士称号。
- A knight rode on his richly caparisoned steed.一个骑士骑在装饰华丽的马上。
|
17
kindly
|
|
adj.和蔼的,温和的,爽快的;adv.温和地,亲切地 |
参考例句: |
- Her neighbours spoke of her as kindly and hospitable.她的邻居都说她和蔼可亲、热情好客。
- A shadow passed over the kindly face of the old woman.一道阴影掠过老太太慈祥的面孔。
|
18
mire
|
|
n.泥沼,泥泞;v.使...陷于泥泞,使...陷入困境 |
参考例句: |
- I don't want my son's good name dragged through the mire.我不想使我儿子的名誉扫地。
- He has rescued me from the mire of misery.他把我从苦海里救了出来。
|
19
prospects
|
|
n.希望,前途(恒为复数) |
参考例句: |
- There is a mood of pessimism in the company about future job prospects. 公司中有一种对工作前景悲观的情绪。
- They are less sanguine about the company's long-term prospects. 他们对公司的远景不那么乐观。
|
20
perilous
|
|
adj.危险的,冒险的 |
参考例句: |
- The journey through the jungle was perilous.穿过丛林的旅行充满了危险。
- We have been carried in safety through a perilous crisis.历经一连串危机,我们如今已安然无恙。
|
21
squires
|
|
n.地主,乡绅( squire的名词复数 ) |
参考例句: |
- The family history was typical of the Catholic squires of England. 这个家族的历史,在英格兰信天主教的乡绅中是很典型的。 来自辞典例句
- By 1696, with Tory squires and Amsterdam burghers complaining about excessive taxes. 到1696年,托利党的乡绅们和阿姆斯特丹的市民都对苛捐杂税怨声载道。 来自辞典例句
|
22
ripples
|
|
逐渐扩散的感觉( ripple的名词复数 ) |
参考例句: |
- The moon danced on the ripples. 月亮在涟漪上舞动。
- The sea leaves ripples on the sand. 海水在沙滩上留下了波痕。
|
23
shimmer
|
|
v./n.发微光,发闪光;微光 |
参考例句: |
- The room was dark,but there was a shimmer of moonlight at the window.屋子里很黑,但靠近窗户的地方有点微光。
- Nor is there anything more virginal than the shimmer of young foliage.没有什么比新叶的微光更纯洁无瑕了。
|
24
snarling
|
|
v.(指狗)吠,嗥叫, (人)咆哮( snarl的现在分词 );咆哮着说,厉声地说 |
参考例句: |
- "I didn't marry you," he said, in a snarling tone. “我没有娶你,"他咆哮着说。 来自英汉文学 - 嘉莉妹妹
- So he got into the shoes snarling. 于是,汤姆一边大喊大叫,一边穿上了那双鞋。 来自英汉文学 - 汤姆历险
|
25
wailing
|
|
v.哭叫,哀号( wail的现在分词 );沱 |
参考例句: |
- A police car raced past with its siren wailing. 一辆警车鸣着警报器飞驰而过。
- The little girl was wailing miserably. 那小女孩难过得号啕大哭。
|
26
soothe
|
|
v.安慰;使平静;使减轻;缓和;奉承 |
参考例句: |
- I've managed to soothe him down a bit.我想方设法使他平静了一点。
- This medicine should soothe your sore throat.这种药会减轻你的喉痛。
|
27
bumpy
|
|
adj.颠簸不平的,崎岖的 |
参考例句: |
- I think we've a bumpy road ahead of us.我觉得我们将要面临一段困难时期。
- The wide paved road degenerated into a narrow bumpy track.铺好的宽阔道路渐渐变窄,成了一条崎岖不平的小径。
|
28
sniffed
|
|
v.以鼻吸气,嗅,闻( sniff的过去式和过去分词 );抽鼻子(尤指哭泣、患感冒等时出声地用鼻子吸气);抱怨,不以为然地说 |
参考例句: |
- When Jenney had stopped crying she sniffed and dried her eyes. 珍妮停止了哭泣,吸了吸鼻子,擦干了眼泪。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- The dog sniffed suspiciously at the stranger. 狗疑惑地嗅着那个陌生人。 来自《简明英汉词典》
|
29
alley
|
|
n.小巷,胡同;小径,小路 |
参考例句: |
- We live in the same alley.我们住在同一条小巷里。
- The blind alley ended in a brick wall.这条死胡同的尽头是砖墙。
|
30
poking
|
|
n. 刺,戳,袋
vt. 拨开,刺,戳
vi. 戳,刺,捅,搜索,伸出,行动散慢 |
参考例句: |
- He was poking at the rubbish with his stick. 他正用手杖拨动垃圾。
- He spent his weekends poking around dusty old bookshops. 他周末都泡在布满尘埃的旧书店里。
|
31
cringing
|
|
adj.谄媚,奉承 |
参考例句: |
- He had a cringing manner but a very harsh voice.他有卑屈谄媚的神情,但是声音却十分粗沙。
- She stepped towards him with a movement that was horribly cringing.她冲他走了一步,做出一个低三下四,令人作呕的动作。
|
32
wary
|
|
adj.谨慎的,机警的,小心的 |
参考例句: |
- He is wary of telling secrets to others.他谨防向他人泄露秘密。
- Paula frowned,suddenly wary.宝拉皱了皱眉头,突然警惕起来。
|
33
bloody
|
|
adj.非常的的;流血的;残忍的;adv.很;vt.血染 |
参考例句: |
- He got a bloody nose in the fight.他在打斗中被打得鼻子流血。
- He is a bloody fool.他是一个十足的笨蛋。
|