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ustache out of his face。 Somebody ought to box your ears； for once。〃
〃What would Ailron want with a strip along the border； Thom？〃 Elayne asked。 Perhaps she was interested … she seemed interested in every fool twist and turn of politics and diplomacy … or perhaps she was just trying to stop an argument。 She used to try smoothing over things all the time； before she became wrapped up in flirting with Thom。
〃It isn't the King； child。〃 His voice softened； for her。 〃It's Pedron Niall。 Ailron does what he is told usually； though he and Niall make out that it isn't so。 Most of those villages have been empty since the Whitecloak War； what the Children call the Troubles。 Niall was the general in the field then； and I doubt he's ever given up wanting Altara。 If he controls both banks of the Eldar； he can squeeze the river trade to Ebou Dar； and if he can crack Ebou Dar； the rest of Altara will trickle into his hands like grain flowing from a hole in a sack。〃
〃That is all very well；〃 Nynaeve said firmly before he or the girl could speak again。 There had been something in what he had said that tickled her memory； but she could not say what or why。 In any case； they had no time for lectures on relations between Amadicia and Altara； not with Galad and Trom watching the front of the inn。 She said as much； adding； 〃What about you； Juilin？ You consort with low types。〃 The thief…catcher always sought out the cutpurses and burglars and footpads in a town； he claimed they knew more of what was really going on than any official。 〃Are there smugglers we can bribe to sneak us out； or。。。 or。。。 You know the sort of thing we need； man。〃
〃I heard little。 Thieves keep low in Amadicia； Nynaeve。 First offense is branding； second is loss of your right hand； and third is hanging； whether it's the King's crown or a loaf of bread。 There aren't many thieves in a town this size； not who do it for a living〃 … he was contemptuous of amateur thieves …〃and for the most part they only wanted to talk about two things。 Whether the Prophet is really ing to Amadicia； the way rumor says he is； and whether the town fathers might relent and let that traveling menagerie put on a show。 Sienda is too far from the borders for smugglers to …〃
She cut him off with peremptory satisfaction。 〃That is it！ The menagerie。〃 They all looked at her as if she had gone mad。
〃Of course；〃 Thom said； much too mildly。 〃We can get Luca to bring the boar…horses back； and make off while they destroy some more of the town。 I don't know what you gave him； Nynaeve； but he threw a rock at us as we were driving off。〃
For once Nynaeve forgave him his sarcasm； feeble as it was。 And his lack of wit to see what she saw。 〃That's as may be； Thom Merrilin； but Master Luca wants a patron； and Elayne and I are going to be his patrons。 We still have to abandon the coach and team …〃 That smarted； she could have built a snug house in the Two Rivers for what they had cost。 〃… and sneak out that back way。〃 Tossing open the chest with the leaf…shaped hinges； she rooted through clothes and blankets and pots and everything that she had not wanted to leave behind with the wagon full of dyes … she had made sure that the men packed everything except the harness … until she came to the gilded caskets and the purses。 〃Thom； you and Juilin go out by that back gate； and find a wagon and team of some sort。 Buy some supplies and meet us on the road back to Luca's camp。〃 Regretfully； she filled Thom's hand with gold； not even bothering to count； there was no telling what things would cost； and she did not want him wasting time bargaining。
〃That is a wonderful idea；〃 Elayne said； grinning。 〃Galad will be looking for two women； not a troupe of animals and jugglers。 And he will never think we would head for Ghealdan。〃
Nynaeve had not thought of that。 She had intended making Luca head straight for Tear。 A menagerie such as he had put together； with tumblers and jugglers in addition to animals； could earn its way almost anywhere； she was sure。 But if Galad did e looking for them； or send someone； it would be to the east。 And he might be smart enough to look even in a menagerie； men did show brains sometimes； usually when you least expected it。 〃That was the first thing I thought of； Elayne。〃 She ignored the sudden faint taste in her mouth； the acrid memory of boiled catfern and powdered mavinsleaf。
Thom and Juilin protested； of course。 Not the idea as such； but they seemed to think that one of them remaining behind could protect her and Elayne against Galad and any number of Whitecloaks。 They did not seem to realize that if it came to that； channeling would do more than the pair of them and ten more besides。 They still seemed troubled； but she managed to push them both out with the stern injunction 〃And don't you dare e back here。 We will meet you on the road。〃
〃If it es to channeling；〃 Elayne quietly said once the door was shut； 〃we will quickly find ourselves facing the whole Whitecloak garrison； and probably the army garrison as well。 The Power doesn't make us invincible。 All it will take is two arrows。〃
〃We will worry about that when it es；〃 Nynaeve； told her。 She hoped the men had not thought of that。 If they had； likely one of them would lurk about； and probably rouse Galad's suspicions if he was not careful。 She was ready to accept their help when it was needed … Ronde Macura had taught her that； though having to be rescued like a kitten down a well still galled … but it would be when she thought it necessary； not they。
A quick trip downstairs found Mistress Jharen。 Her lady had changed her mind； she did not think she could face the heat and dust of travel again so quickly； she intended to nap； and did not want to be disturbed until a late supper that she would send down for。 Here was the coin for another night's lodging。 The innkeeper was very understanding of a noble lady's delicacy； and how inconstant their desires。 Nynaeve thought Mistress Jharen would be understanding of anything short of murder； so long as the reckoning was paid。
Leaving the plump woman； Nynaeve cornered one of the serving girls for a moment。 A few silver pennies changed hands； and the girl darted off in her apron to find two of the deep bonnets that Nynaeve said looked so shady and cool； not the sort of thing her lady would wear； of course； but they would do nicely for her。
When she got back to the room； Elayne had the gilded caskets on a blanket with the dark polished box holding the recovered ter'angreal and the washleather purse that held the seal。 The fat purses of coin lay beside Nynaeve's scrip on the other bed。 Folding the blanket； Elayne tied the bundle with some stout cord from one of their chests。 Nynaeve had saved everything。
She regretted leaving it all behind now。 It was not just the expense。 Not only that； You never knew when something was going to e in handy。 Take the two woolen dresses that Elayne had laid out on her bed。 They were not fine enough for a lady； and too fine for a lady's maid； but if they had left them in Mardecin as Elayne had wanted； they would be in a fine fix for clothing now。
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