Musings on the Quiet Isle
Itās been a long, long time, since I last posted, but here I am again. Iām quite close to the end of my theories and musings on the Hound, and this topic is one of the last ones. This post will analyse a number of small details from the Quiet Isle chapter, presented through Brienneās POV in AFfC, Brienne VI.
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Everyone knows the gravedigger theory, and almost everyone agrees with it. Me too. The most common arguments are well known: the Elder Brotherās double-meaning language about the Hound and Sandor Clegane, the gravediggerās leg injury, Dog, who goes to sniffs the gravedigger, Stranger in the stables ā but beyond these I find a lot of interesting nuances in the chapter to muse on and play with. I will focus on these, in (more or less) chronological order.Ā
āThe SevenĀ haveĀ blessedĀ ourĀ ElderĀ BrotherĀ with healing hands. He has restored many a man to health that even the maesters could not cure, and many a woman too." (Brother Narbert)
We donāt see what happens to the Hound after Arya leaves him to die. Instead, we can only guess. We do, however, see how the Elder Brother could have treated Sandorās injuries from another POV:
āMaesterĀ AemonĀ sniffed Jon's wound again. (ā¦) "Donal, the hot knife, if you please. I shall need you to hold him still."
I will not scream, Jon told himself when he saw the blade glowing red hot. But he broke that vow as well. Donal Noye held him down, while Clydas helped guide the maester's hand. Jon did not move, except to pound his fist against the table, again and again and again. The pain was so huge he felt small and weak and helpless inside it, a child whimpering in the dark. Ygritte, he thought, when the stench of burning flesh was in his nose and his own shriek echoing in her ears. Ygritte, I had to. For half a heartbeat the agony started to ebb. But then the iron touched him once again, and he fainted. (ASoS, Jon VI.)
Jon needs time to heal after his injury. I suppose the Hound is on his way to recovery as well - or at least I hopeā¦
You are brawny for a woman, butā¦
āLady Brienne is a warrior maid,ā confided septon Meribald, āhunting for the Hound.ā
āAye?āNarbert seemed taken aback. āTo what end?ā
Brienne touched Oathkeeperās hilt. āHis,ā she said.
The proctor studied her. āYou are⦠brawny for a woman, it is true, but⦠mayhaps I should take you up to Elder Brother. He will have seen you crossing the mud. Come.ā
āButā¦ā What ābutā? Narbert sounds as if he were comparing Brienne to the Hound - as if he knew the Hound in person, not just from stories. He clearly stops himself, but why? If he had only heard about Sandor Cleganeās height and strength, he could easily have said it outright. Instead, he diverts the conversation to the Elder Brother. I think this is another, less emphasized nuance, less emphasized, that backs up the gravedigger theory.
Fatherly feelings and fatherly lies
āUnlike Septon Narbert, theĀ ElderĀ BrotherĀ did not seem dismayed by Brienne's sex, but his smile did flicker and fade when the septon told him why she and Ser Hyle had come. "I see," was all he said, before he turned away with, "You must be thirsty. Please,Ā haveĀ some ofĀ ourĀ sweet cider to wash the dust of travel from your throats."
This part strongly reminds me of one particular moment in the Dunk and Egg stories, when Ser Eustace gives one of his sonsā cloak to Dunk:
āIt was white wool, bordered with squares of green satin and cloth of gold. A woolen cloak was the last thing he needed in such heat, but when Ser Eustace draped it about his shoulders, Dunk saw the pride on his face, and found himself unable to refuse. "Thank you, m'lord."
"It suits you well. Would that I could give you more." The old man'sĀ mustacheĀ twitched.ā
I believe Ser Eustace developed fatherly feelings toward Dunk, and I sense something similar in the case of the Elder Brother. This may be the greatest gift Martin could give the Hound. Because if you think about it, his Sandorās own father lied to protect his abuser, not him - the victim:
"My father told everyone my bedding had caught fire, and our maester gave me ointments. Ointments! Gregor got his ointments too. Four years later, they anointed him with the sevenĀ oilsĀ and he recited his knightly vows and Rhaegar Targaryen tapped him on the shoulder and said, 'Arise, Ser Gregor.'" (AGoT, Sansa II.)
But the Elder Brother acts very differently: he lies in order to protect HIM.
āHe turned to Septon Meribald. "I hope that you have time to absolve us of our sins. Since the raiders slew old Septon Bennet, we have had no one to hear confession."
"I shall make time," said Meribald, "though I hope you have some better sins than the last time I came through." Dog barked. "You see? Even Dog was bored."
Well, he definitely wonāt be bored this time! Imagine this confession: āI lied about the Houndās death and Iām actually hiding him here in secret!ā Thatās pretty exciting! This also means there are probably three men who know that the Hound is alive, and heās on the Quiet Isle: the Elder Brother, Brother Narbert and Septon Meribald.
I find this beautiful. What Sandor really needed was another father - a better father figure - and I think, he finally found one in the Elder Brother.
āThe man who raped and killed at Saltpans was not Sandor Clegane, though he may be as dangerous. The riverlands are full of such scavengers. I will not call themĀ wolves.Ā WolvesĀ are nobler than that . . . and so areĀ dogs, I think.ā (Elder Brother)
This part underlines the Elder Brotherās empathy for Sandor. And is very much in contrast with Brother Narbertās attitude toward the Hound.
Driftwood is a beast of burden
āHe died of wounds he got at Saltpans. He had taken some of our mead to the market there, on the day the outlaws descended on the town."
"TheĀ Hound?" said Brienne.
"Another, just as brutal.ā
āThe Seven send us blessings, and the Seven send us trials. Handsome he may be, but Driftwood was surely whelped in hell. (ā¦) Driftwood is a beast of burden."
ā (ā¦) a brother bigger than Brienne was struggling to dig a grave. From the way he moved, it was plain to see that he was lame. As he flung a spadeful of the stony soil over one shoulder, some chanced to spatter against their feet. "Be more watchful there," chided BrotherĀ Narbert. "Septon Meribald might have gotten a mouthful of dirt."
From the way Narbert speaks, I get the feeling he dislikes Sandorās presence. He may consider him a possible danger to the Isle. It seems possible he promised the Elder Brother to keep the matter a secret - but will he continue to obey? Or will he tell it to someone, who could help him get rid of Sandor? Sandor is an outlaw now, any allies of the Iron Throne would be happy to hunt down the famous Hound. It would be a similar situation as in Jon and Bowen Marshās case: when do you have to disobey in order to save your community? And if Narbert does tell someone, whom will he chose? It must be someone who has the interest, power or strength to capture or defeat the Hound - without punishing the Quiet Isle which hided him. But who could that be?
That was the fuel that kept his fires burning
āWhere other men dream of love, or wealth, or glory, this man Sandor Clegane dreamed of slaying his own brother, a sin so terrible it makes me shudder just to speak of it.Ā Yet that was the bread that nourished him, the fuel that kept his fires burning. Ignoble as it was, the hope of seeing his brother's blood upon his blade was all thisĀ sadĀ and angryĀ creatureĀ lived for . . . and even that was taken from him, when Prince Oberyn of Dorne stabbed Ser Gregor with a poisoned spear." (The Elder Brother)
First of all, Gregor died AFTER the Hound ādiedā, so the Elder Brotherās story is wrong here. Brienne doesnāt know this, but we, readers do. What interests me most, however, is that anger seems to define Sandor as climbing defines Bran, or Jaimeās sword hand defines him: it is central to his identity, and also a boundary to his character. Bran starts an inner journey since he cannot walk or climb anymore. Jaime grows into leadership, develops in diplomacy and responsibility partly because he lost his right hand. But what is the Hound without his anger? From an outside perspective, it is his anger that defines him the most, beyond his scars:
āStrongboar filled his cup again. "Lady Mariya, Lady Amerei, your distress has moved me. You have my word, once Riverrun has fallen I shall return to hunt down the Hound and kill him for you. Dogs do not frighten me."
This one should. Both men were large and powerful, but Sandor Clegane was much quicker, and fought with aĀ savageryĀ that Lyle Crakehall could not hope to match.ā (AffC, Jaime IV.)
Could you imagine that loud, fierce man - who despised everyone in Kingās Landing and in Dondarrionās cave - to lower his head when chided, to humbly clean the tables after others like he does on the Quiet Isle? How will he fight without his anger? How will he act without his arrogance?
My biggest unanswered question is: who is Sandor Clegane now?
āHe is no true knight but he saved me allĀ theĀ same, she toldĀ theĀ Mother. Save him if you can, andĀ gentleĀ theĀ rageĀ inside him.ā (ACoK, Sansa V.)
But I have several other questions, which I will ask in my next post. See you again (I hope) soon!