Your guard, is it? a second man said. Grey stubble covered his gaunt face. And what would they be guarding, my little lord? Is that a silver pin I see there on your cloak? 你的卫兵，啊哈？另一个面容憔悴，一脸灰胡碴的人说，小少爷，我倒问问你，他们要守卫什么啊？守卫你披风上那个银别针吗？

　　Pretty, said a woman's voice. She scarcely looked like a woman; tall and lean, with the same hard face as the others, her hair hidden beneath a bowl-shaped halfhelm. The spear she held was eight feet of black oak, tipped in rusted steel. 真是个漂亮东西。这次是女人的声音。她看起来委实不太像女人；又高又瘦，和其他人同样的苦脸，头发则埋藏在碗状的半罩头盔下。她手中的长矛是根八尺长的黑橡木棍，前面安着锈掉的枪尖。

　　Let's have a look, said the big bald man. 给咱们瞧瞧。光头大汉说。

　　Bran watched him anxiously. The man's clothes were filthy, fallen almost to pieces, patched here with brown and here with blue and there with a dark green, and faded everywhere to grey, but once that cloak might have been black.  布兰不安地看着他。这人的衣服肮脏污秽、破烂不堪，东一块棕，西一块蓝，还有一块暗绿补丁，其余的地方则通通褪成灰色，但看得出原本是件黑斗篷。

　　The grey stubbly man wore black rags too, he saw with a sudden start.  他突然发现，那个一脸灰胡碴的人也穿着黑色破衣。

　　Suddenly Bran remembered the oathbreaker his father had beheaded, the day they had found the wolf pups; that man had worn black as well, and Father said he had been a deserter from the Night's Watch. No man is more dangerous, he remembered Lord Eddard saying.  布兰蓦地想起他们找到小狼当天，被父亲砍头的那个背弃誓言的人，衣着也是黑色，而父亲说他是守夜人部队的逃兵。

　　The deserter knows his life is forfeit if he is taken, so he will not flinch from any crime, no matter how vile or cruel. 世间最危险的人莫过于此，他想起艾德公爵的话，因为他们自知一旦被捕，只有死路一条，于是恶向胆边生，再伤天害理的勾当也干得出来。