No sooner did he emerge than Pyp called out, “Well, come about, let’s have a look.” “At what?” Jon said. Toad sidled close. “Your rosy butt cheeks, what else?” “The sword,” Grenn stated. “We want to see the sword.” Jon raked them with an accusing look. “You knew.” Pyp grinned. “We’re not all as dumb as Grenn.” “You are so,” insisted Grenn. “You’re dumber.”
A Game of Thrones- Chapter 60 (George R. R. Martin)













