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""She thinks I'm some great lout with pease porridge between his ears, you mean"".
""As it happens, my good-sister likes pease porridge"", said Septon Sefton, as he reappeared with a flagon of wine, a flagon of water, and three cups. ""Yes, yes, I heard. I'm fat, not deaf"". He filled two cups with wine and one with water. The third he gave to Egg, who gave it a long dubious look and put it aside. The septon took no notice. ""This is an Arbor vintage"", he was telling Dunk. ""Very fine, and the poison gives it a special piquance"".
The wine was lush and sweet, but Dunk sipped it gingerly, and only after the septon had quaffed down half of his in three big, lip-smacking gulps. Egg crossed his arms and continued to ignore his water.
""She does like pease porridge"", the septon said, ""and you as well, ser. I know my own good-sister. When I first saw you in the yard, I half hoped you were some suitor, come from King's Landing to seek my lady's hand"".
Dunk furrowed his brow. ""How did you know I was from King's Landing, septon?""
""Kingslanders have a certain way of speaking"". The septon took a gulp of wine, sloshed it about his mouth, swallowed, and sighed with pleasure. ""I have served there many years, attending our High Septon in the Great Sept of Baelor"". He sighed. ""You would not know the city since the spring. The fires changed it. A quarter of the houses gone, and another quarter empty.
Dunk had heard that, too. ""Were you there during the Great Spring Sickness?""
""Oh, indeed. A dreadful time, ser, dreadful. Strong men would wake healthy at the break of day and be dead by evenfall. So many died so quickly there was no time to bury them. They piled them in the Dragonpit instead, and when the corpses were ten feet deep, Lord Rivers commanded the pyromancers to burn them.