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st of doing right； not to himself or anyone else。 At the gangplank； he paused； staring at the town as if seeing the future。 〃Stay clear of Rand al'Thor；〃 he said bleakly。 〃He brings destruction。 He will break the world again before he is done。 Stay clear of him。〃 And he was trotting up to the dock； already calling for his armor。
Nynaeve found herself sharing a wondering gaze with Elayne； though it quickly broke up in embarrassment。 It was hard to share a moment like that with someone you knew might rake you with her tongue。 At least； that was why she felt disfited； why Elayne should look flustered； she could not imagine； unless the woman was starting to e to her senses。 Surely Galad did not suspect they had no intention of going to Caemlyn。 Surely not。 Men were never that perceptive。 She and Elayne did not look at one another again for some time。
Chapter 49
（Waves）
To Boannda
There was little trouble getting the huddled crowd of men； women and children aboard。 Not once Nynaeve made it clear to Captain Neres that he was going to find room for everyone and whatever he thought he was going to charge； she knew exactly how much she would give for their fares to Boannda。 Of course； it might have helped a little that she'd taken the precaution of quietly telling Uno to have the Shienarans do something with their swords。 Fifteen hard…faced； rough…dressed men； all with shaved heads and topknots not to mention bloodstains； oiling and sharpening blades； laughing as one recounted how another had almost been spitted like a lamb … well； they had a most salutary effect。 She counted the money into his hand； and if it pained her； she only had to summon the memory of those docks at Tanchico to keep counting。 Neres was right in one thing： these folk did not look to have much coin； they would need whatever coppers they had。 Elayne had no call to ask in that sickly sweet tone if she was having a tooth pulled。
The crew ran at Neres' shouted mands to cast off while the last of the people were still scrambling aboard carrying their wretched possessions in their arms； those who had anything at all beyond the rags on their backs。 In truth； they crowded even the fat vessel so that Nynaeve began to wonder whether Neres had been right about that； too。 Yet such hope dawned on their faces once their feet were firmly on the deck that she was embarrassed to have considered it。 And when they learned she had paid their passage； they clustered around her； struggling to kiss her hands； the hem of her skirt； crying out thanks and blessings； some with tears streaming down dirty cheeks； men as well as women。 She wished she could sink through the planks under her feet。 The decks bustled as sweeps went out and sails rose； and Samara began to dwindle behind before she could put an end to the demonstration pletely。 If Elayne or Birgitte had said one word； she would have thumped them both twice around the ship for good measure。
Five days they were on Riverserpent； five days running down the slowly winding Eldar through baking days and nights not much cooler。 Some things changed for the better in that time； but the voyage did not begin well。
The first real problem of the trip was Neres' cabin in the stern； the only acmodation on the ship except the deck。 Not that Neres was reluctant about moving out。 His haste … breeches and coats and shirts flung over his shoulders and dangling from a great wad in his arms； shaving mug clutched in one hand and razor in the other … made Nynaeve look hard at Thom and Juilin and Uno。 It was one thing for her to make use of them when she chose to； quite another for them to go looking after her behind her back。 Their faces could not have been more open； or their eyes more innocent。 Elayne brought up another of Lini's sayings。 〃An open sack hides nothing； and an open door hides little； but an open man is surely hiding something。〃
But whatever problem the men might prove to be； the problem now was the cabin itself。 It smelled of must and mold even with the tiny windows swung out； and they let little light into its dank confines。 〃Confines〃 was the word。 The cabin was small； smaller than the wagon； and most of the space was taken by a heavy table and high…backed chair fastened to the floor； and the ladder leading up to the deck。 A washstand built into the wall； with a grimy pitcher and bowl and a narrow dusty mirror； crowded the room still more； and pleted the furnishings except for a few empty shelves and pegs for hanging clothes。 The ceiling beams crouched right overhead； even for them。 And there was only one bed； wider than what they had been sleeping on； yet hardly wide enough for two。 Tall as he was； Neres might as well have lived in a box。 The man surely had not given up one inch that might be stuffed with cargo。
〃He came to Samara in the night；〃 Elayne muttered； unburdening herself of her bundles and putting hands on hips as she looked around disparagingly； 〃and he wanted to leave in the night。 I heard him tell one of his men that he meant to sail on through the night whatever the。。。 the wenches。。。 wanted。 Apparently； he's not much pleased to be moving in daylight。〃
Thinking of the other woman's elbows and cold feet； Nynaeve wondered whether she would not have done better to sleep up above with the refugees。 〃What are you going on about？〃
〃The man is a smuggler； Nynaeve。〃
〃In this vessel？〃 Dropping her own bundles； Nynaeve laid the scrip on the table and sat down on the edge of the bed。 No； she would not sleep on deck。 The cabin might smell； but it could be aired out； and if the bed was cramped； it had a thick feather mattress。 The ship did roll disturbingly； she might as well have what fort she could。 Elayne could not chase her out of there。 〃It is a barrel。 We will be lucky to reach Boannda in two weeks。 The Light alone knows how long to Salidar。〃 Neither of them really knew how far Salidar was； and it was not yet time to broach the matter with Captain Neres。
〃Everything fits。 Even the name。 Riverserpent。 What honest trader would name his craft so？〃
〃Well； what if he is？ It wouldn't be the first time we've made use of a smuggler。〃
Elayne threw up her hands in exasperation； she always did think obeying the law was important； however fool the law was。 She shared more with Galad than she would be willing to admit。 So Neres had called them wenches； had he？
The second difficulty was room for the others。 Riverserpent was not a very large vessel； if wide； and counting everyone there were well over a hundred people aboard。 A certain amount of space had to go to the crew working the sweeps and tending ropes and sails； and that did not leave much for the passengers。 It did not help that the refugees kept as far from the Shienarans as possible； it seemed they had had their fill of armed men。 There was scarcely room for everyone to sit； and none for lying down。
Nynaeve approached Neres straight away。 〃These folk need more room。 Especially the women and children。 Since you have no more cabins； your hold will have to do。〃
Neres' face darkened。 Staring straight ahead； somewhere a pace to her left；