" How many crows remain within the castles" ? asked Styr.

" 城堡里剩下多少乌鸦？" 斯迪道。

" They are still his brothers, " declared Styr.

" 我瞧他还把他们当兄弟。" 斯迪宣称。

Styr scowled. " His heart may still be black" .

斯迪皱起眉头，" 我认为他是个黑心肝的家伙。"

Tormund rose to his feet. " Hold. You gave Styr his style, give me mine" .

托蒙德不依，" 等等，你报了斯迪的头衔，也该说说我的。"

" He must die, " Styr the Magnar said. " Do it, crow" .

" 他必须死，" 斯迪马格拿说，" 你来动手，乌鸦。"

" Why do you hesitate" ? Styr said. " Kill him, and be done" .

" 还犹豫什么？" 斯迪说，" 快动手！"

Styr the Magnar drew a long knife. " The boy might see more clear with one eye, instead of two" .

斯迪马格拿抽出长匕首，" 这小子用不着两只眼睛，留一只也许更识时务。"

Styr the Magnar frowned at that. " Ranging, you call it... why would crows come ranging up the Skirling Pass" ?

斯迪马格拿皱眉道，" 你是说，巡逻… … 乌鸦会到风声峡来巡逻？"

Jarl was not fooled, however. " He's lying, " he told Styr. " Or else including those they lost on the Fist" .

贾尔没上当。" 他在撒谎，" 他告诉斯迪，" 要不就是把死在先民拳峰上的乌鸦也算了进去。"

Mance nodded. " Good. You'll go with Jarl and Styr on the morrow, then. Both of you. Far be it from me to separate two hearts that beat as one" .

曼斯点点头，" 很好，那你俩明天随贾尔和斯迪一起出发，参加行动。我绝不会把两颗跳动如一的心分开。"