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Your stableboy can stay with the horses"".
""I'm a squire, not a stableboy"", Egg insisted. ""Are you blind, or only stupid?""
The beardless guard broke into laughter. The beard put the point of his spear to the boy's throat. ""Say that again"".
Dunk gave Egg a clout in the ear. ""No, shut your mouth and tend the horses"". He dismounted. ""I'll see Ser Lucas now"".
The beard lowered his spear. ""He's in the yard""."
"They passed beneath the spiked iron portcullis and under a murder hole before emerging in the outer ward.
They found Ser Lucas Longinch among the watchers at the quintain, speaking with a great fat septon who was sweating worse than Dunk, a round white pudding of a man in robes as damp as if he'd worn them in his bath.
""My lord"", the guard hailed him.
The septon turned first, with a hoot of delight that made Dunk wonder if he were drunk. ""And what is this? A hedge knight? You have large hedges in the Reach"". The septon made a sign of blessing. ""May the Warrior fight ever at your side. I am Septon Sefton. An unfortunate name, but mine own. And you?""
""Ser Duncan the Tall"".
""A modest fellow, this one"", the septon said to Ser Lucas.
Ser Lucas studied Dunk. He was an older man; forty at the least, perhaps as old as fifty, sinewy rather than muscular, with a remarkably ugly face. His lips were thick, his teeth a yellow tangle, his nose broad and fleshy, his eyes protruding.