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neck and another around his thigh, and taken the squire’s cloak off its peg by the door. The cloak was green,

with a green arrow on a white bend, but when the Hound it to his ear it soon turned red. Arya was afraid he would collapse the moment they

set out, but somehow he stayed in the saddle.  They could not risk meeting whoever held the ruby ford, so instead of following the kingsroad they angled south by

east, through weedy fields, woods, and marshes. It was hours before they reached the banks of the Trident. The river had returned meekly to its accustomed channel,

Arya saw, all its wet brown rage vanished with the rains. It’s tired too, she thought.  Close by the water’s edge, they found some willows rising from a jumble of

weathered rocks. Together the rocks and trees formed a sort of natural fort where they could hide from both river and trail. “Here will do,” the Hound said. “Water

the horses and gather some deadwood for a fire.”