rj.theshadowrising-第172章
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Elayne wanted to say something sharp to him； but they had reached the foot of the dock； and she watched in silence while he hired sedan chairs and bearers； and a dozen men with stout staves and hard faces。 Guards with swords and spears stood at the end of the dock； with the look of hired men； not soldiers。 From across the wide street along the row of docks； hundreds of defeated； sunken faces stared at the guards。 Sometimes eyes flickered toward the ships； but mainly they fixed on the men holding them back from those ships。 Remembering what Coine had said about people here mobbing her vessel； desperate to buy passage anywhere away from Tanchico； Elayne shivered。 When these hungry eyes looked at the ships； need burned in them。 Elayne sat rigidly in her chair as it jounced through the crowds behind prodding staves； and tried not to look at anything。 She did not want to see those faces。 Where was their king？ Why was he not taking care of them？
A sign above the gate of the white…plastered inn Domon took them to； below the Great Circle； proclaimed the Three Plum Court。 The only court Elayne saw was the high…walled courtyard paved with flagstones in front of the inn； which was three square stories with no windows near the ground and the upper windows grilled with fanciful ironwork。 Inside； men and women crowded the mon room； most in Tanchican clothes； and the buzz of voices nearly drowned out the tune of a hammered dulcimer。
Nynaeve gasped at her first sight of the innkeeper； a pretty woman not much older than herself with brown eyes and pale honey braids； her veil not hiding a plump rosebud of a mouth。 Elayne gave a start； too； but it was not Liandrin。 The woman … her name was Rendra … obviously knew Domon well。 With weling smiles for Elayne and Nynaeve； and making much over Thom being a gleeman； she gave them her last two rooms at what Elayne suspected might be less than the going rate。
Elayne made sure she and Nynaeve got the one with the larger bed； she had shared a bed with Nynaeve before； and the woman was free with her elbows。
Rendra also provided supper in a private room； laid out by two veiled young serving men。 Elayne found herself staring at a plate of a roast lamb with spiced apple jelly and some sort of long yellowish beans prepared with pinenuts。 She could not touch it。 All those hungry faces。 Domon ate readily enough； him and his smuggling and his gold。 Thom and Juilin showed no reticence either。
〃Rendra；〃 Nynaeve said quietly； 〃does anyone here help the poor？ I can lay my hands on a good bit of gold if it would help。〃
〃You could donate to Bayle's kitchen；〃 the innkeeper replied； giving Domon a smile。 〃The man avoids all of the taxes； yet he taxes himself。 For each crown he gives as the bribe； he gives two for the soup and the bread for the poor。 He has even talked me into giving； and I pay my taxes。〃
〃It do be less than the taxes；〃 Domon muttered； hunching his shoulders defensively。 〃I do make a very healthy profit； Fortune prick me if I do no。〃
〃It is good that you like to help people； Master Domon；〃 Nynaeve said when Rendra and the servants had gone。 Thom and Juilin both get up to see they really had gone。 With a half…bow； Thom let Juilin open the door； the hall outside was empty。 Nynaeve went right on。 〃We may need your help； too。〃
The Illianer's knife and fork paused in cutting a piece of lamb。 〃How？〃 he asked suspiciously。
〃I do not know exactly； Master Domon。 You have ships。 You must have men。 We may need ears and eyes。 Some of the Black Ajah may very well be in Tanchico； and we must find them if they are。〃 Nynaeve lifted a forkful of beans to her mouth as if she had said nothing out of the ordinary。 She seemed to be telling everyone about the Black Ajah of late。
Domon gaped at her； then stared incredulously at Thom and Juilin as they settled back in their chairs。 When they nodded； he pushed his plate aside and put his head down on his arms。 He very nearly earned himself a thump from Nynaeve； if the way her mouth tightened was any indication； and Elayne would not have blamed her。 Why should he need them to confirm her word？
Finally Domon roused himself。 〃It do be going to happen again。 Falme all over。 Maybe it do be time for me to pack up and go。 If I do take the ships I have back to Illian； I will be a wealthy man there； too。〃
〃I doubt you'd find Illian congenial；〃 Nynaeve told him in a firm voice。 〃I understand that Sammael rules there now； if not openly。 You might not enjoy your wealth under one of the Forsaken。〃 Domon's eyes nearly came out of his head； but she went right on。 〃There are no safe places any longer。 You can run like a rabbit； but you cannot hide。 Is it not better to do what you can to fight back like a man？〃
Nynaeve was being too hard； she always had to bully people。 Elayne smiled and leaned over to put a hand on Domon's arm。 〃We do not mean to browbeat you； Master Domon； but we truly may need your help。 I know you for a brave man； else you would not have waited for us as long as you did at Falme。 We will be most grateful。〃
〃You do this very well；〃 Domon muttered。 〃One with an ox driver's stick； the other with a queen's honey。 Oh； very well。 I will help as I can。 But I will no promise to remain for another Falme。〃
Thom and Juilin set in to question him closely about Tanchico as they ate。 At least； Juilin did in a roundabout manner； suggesting questions to Thom about what districts thieves and cutpurses and burglars frequented； what wineshops they used； and who bought their stolen goods。 The thief…catcher maintained that such people often knew more of what was going on in a city than the authorities did。 He did not seem to want to talk to the Illianer directly； and Domon snorted every time he answered one of the Tairen's questions put by Thom。 He did not answer until they were put by Thom。 Thom's own questions made no sense； at least not ing from a gleeman。 He asked of nobles and factions； of who was allied to whom and who opposed； of who had what stated aims； and what their actions brought about； and whether the results were different from what they supposedly wanted。 Not the kind of questions she expected from him at all； even after all their conversations on Wavedancer。 He had been willing enough to talk with her … he even seemed to enjoy it … but somehow every time she thought she might dig out something about his past； that was just when he managed to put her back up and send her stalking away。 Dornon answered Thom with more alacrity than he did Juilin。 In either case； though； he seemed to know Tanchico very well； both its lords and officials and its dark underbelly； as he talked； it often sounded as if there were little difference。
Once the two men had wrung the smuggler dry； Nynaeve summoned Rendra to bring pen and ink and paper； and wrote out a list describing each of the Black sisters。 Holding the sheets gingerly in one big hand； Domon frowned at them uneasily； as though they were the women themselves； but he promised to have such of his men as were in port keep their eyes open。 When Nynaeve reminded him that they all should take extreme care； he laughed the way he would had she told him not to run himself through with a sword。
Juilin left on Domon's heels； twirling his pale staff and saying night was the best time to find thieves and people who lived off thieves。 Nynaeve announced she was retiring to her room … her room … to lie down awhile。 She looked a bit unsteady； and suddenly Elayne realized why。 Nynaeve had bee used to Wavedancer's heaving； now she was having trouble with the ground not heaving。 The woman's stomach was not a pleasant traveling panion。
She herself followed Thom down to the mon room； where he had promised Rendra he would perform。 For a wonder she found a bench at an empty table； and cool looks sufficed to ward off the men who suddenly seemed to want to sit there。 Rendra brought her a silver cup of wine； and she sipped as she listened to Thom play his harp； singing love songs like 〃The First Rose of Summer〃 and 〃The Wind That Shakes the Willow；〃 and funny songs like 〃Only One Boot〃 and 〃The Old Gray Goose。〃 His liste
