rj.acrownofswords-第114章
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〃Trying to keep up the lie does no good； Nynaeve。 You look to be； oh； twenty…one give or take a year； so you might be as much as ten years older if you've already reached the slowing。 You might even have worn the shawl four or five years。 Except for one thing。〃 Her head； the only part of her she could move； swiveled toward Elayne。 〃You； child； aren't old enough to have slowed yet； and no woman has ever worn the shawl as young as you。 Never in the history of the Tower。 If you ever were in the Tower； I'll wager you wore white and squeaked every time the Mistress of Novices glanced your way。 You had some goldsmith make that ring for you … there are some fool enough； I hear … or maybe Nynaeve stole it for you； if she has any right to hers。 Either way； since you can't be a sister； neither can she。 No Aes Sedai would travel with a woman who was pretending。〃
Elayne frowned； not noticing that she was chewing her lower lip。 Slowed。 Slowing。 How did an innkeeper in Ebou Dar know those words？ Maybe Setalle Anan had gone to the Tower as a girl； though she would not have remained long； since she clearly could not channel。 Elayne would have known even if her ability had been as small as her own mother's； and Morgase Trakand had had an ability so small she would have been sent away in a matter of weeks probably； had she not been heir to a strong House。
〃Release her； Nynaeve；〃 she said； smiling。 She truly did feel more well…disposed toward the woman； now。 It must have been terrible to make that journey to Tar Valon only to be turned away。 There was no reason the woman had to believe them … something tickled at that； but she could not say what … no reason at all； but if she had made the trip to Tar Valon； maybe she would walk across the Mol Hara。 Merilille； or any of the other sisters； could set her straight。
〃Release her？〃 Nynaeve yelped。 〃Elayne？〃
〃Release her。 Mistress Anan； I see the only way to convince you is … 〃
〃The Amyrlin Seat and three Sitters couldn't convince me； child。〃 Light； did she ever let anyone finish a sentence？ 〃Now； I don't have time for any more games。 I can help the pair of you。 I know those who can； anyway； some women who take in strays。 You can thank Lord Mat that I'm willing to take you to them； but I must know。 Were you ever in the Tower； or are you wilders？ If you were there； were you put out； or did you run away？ The truth。 They handle each in a different way。〃
Elayne shrugged。 They had done what they came for； she was more than ready to stop wasting time and get on with what needed doing next。 〃If you won't be convinced； then that's all there is to it。 Nynaeve？ It is past time we were on our way。〃
The flows around the innkeeper vanished； and the glow around Nynaeve too； but Nynaeve stood there watching the woman warily； hopefully。 She wet her lips。 〃You know a group of women who can help us？〃
〃Nynaeve？〃 Elayne said。 〃We don't need any help。 We are Aes Sedai； remember？〃
With a wry glance in her direction； Mistress Anan gave her skirts a shake to straighten them and bent to smooth her exposed petticoats。 Her real attention was on Nynaeve； Elayne had never felt so pletely shunted aside in her life。 〃I know a few women who take in the occasional wilder or runaway or woman who failed her test for Accepted or the shawl。 There must be at least fifty of them； altogether； though the number changes。 They can help you find a life without the risk of a real sister making you wish she'd just skin you and be done。 Now； don't lie to me。 Were you ever in the Tower？ If you've run away； you might as well decide to go back。 The Tower managed to find most runaways even during the War of the Hundred Years； so you needn't think this little bother now will stop them。 In truth； my suggestion then would be to go across the square and throw yourself on a sister's mercy。 It will be a small mercy； I'm afraid； but you can believe me； it's more than you'll find if they have to drag you back。 You won't even think of so much as leaving the Tower grounds without permission after that。〃
Nynaeve drew a deep breath。 〃We were told to leave the Tower； Mistress Anan。 I will swear to that however you ask。〃
Elayne stared in disbelief。 〃Nynaeve； what are you saying？ Mistress Anan； we are Aes Sedai。〃
The Anan woman laughed。 〃Child； let me talk with Nynaeve； who at least seems old enough to have sense。 You tell the Circle that； and they will not take it kindly！ They won't care you can channel； they can； too； and they'll smack your bottom or toss you out in the street on your nose if you play the fool。〃
〃Who is this Circle？〃 Elayne demanded。 〃We are Aes Sedai。 You e across to the Tarasin Palace； and you will see。〃
〃I'll keep her in hand；〃 Nynaeve had the gall to say； all the while frowning and grimacing at Elayne as if she were the one who had gone mad。
The Anan woman merely nodded。 〃Good。 Now take off those rings and put them away。 The Circle doesn't allow that sort of pretending。 They'll have them melted down to give you a start。 Though by the look of your dresses； you have coin。 If you stole it； don't let Reanne know。 One of the first rules you'll have to learn is； don't steal even if you are starving。 They don't want to draw attention。〃
Elayne made a fist and thrust it behind her back。 And watched Nynaeve meekly slip her ring off and tuck it into her belt pouch。 Nynaeve； who howled every time Merilille or Adeleas or any of them forgot she was a full sister！
〃Trust me； Elayne；〃 Nynaeve said。
Which Elayne would have had an easier time of if she had any notion what the woman was up to。 Still； she did trust her。 Mostly。 〃A small sacrifice；〃 she muttered。 Aes Sedai did go without their rings when the need arose； and she had too； while passing for a sister； but it was hers by right； now。 Removing that band of gold almost hurt physically。
〃Talk to your friend； child；〃 the Anan woman told Nynaeve impatiently。 〃Reanne Corly won't put up with all this sulky pouting； and if you make me waste my morning for nothing。。。 e along； e along。 It's lucky for you I like Lord Mat。〃
Elayne held on to cool posure by a fingernail。 Sulky pouting？ Sulky pouting！ When she had the chance； she was going to kick Nynaeve where it hurt！
Chapter 23
（Serpent and Wheel）
Next Door to a Weaver
Nynaeve did want to talk to Elayne； away from the innkeeper's ears； but she did not find the chance right away。 The woman marched them out of the room doing a fine imitation of a guard on prisoners； her stony impatience undented by the wary look she cast at Mat's door。 At the back of the inn a set of unrailed stone steps led down into a large hot kitchen full of baking smells； where the roundest woman Nynaeve had ever seen was wielding a large wooden spoon like a scepter； directing three others in sliding crusty brown loaves from the ovens and replacing them with rolls of pale dough。 A large pot of the coarse white porridge that was eaten for breakfast hereabout bubbled gently on one of the white…tiled stoves。
〃Enid；〃 Mistress Anan addressed the round woman； 〃I am going out for a little while。 I need to take these two children to someone who has time to mother them properly。〃
Wiping broad； floury hands on a piece of white toweling； Enid studied Nynaeve and Elayne disapprovingly。 Everything about her was round； her sweaty olive…skinned face； her dark eyes； all of her； she seemed made of very large balls stuffed into a dress。 The marriage knife she wore hanging outside her snowy apron sparkled with a full dozen stones。 〃Is this the pair of barkers Caira was chattering about； Mistress？ Fancy bits for the young Lord's taste； I'd have said。 He likes them with a bit of wiggle。〃 That amused her； by her tone。
The innkeeper shook her head in vexation。 〃I told that girl to hold her tongue。 I won't let that sort of rumor touch The Wandering Woman。 Remind Caira for me； Enid； and use your spoon to get her attention； if need be。〃 The gaze she turned on Nynaeve and Elayne was so disparaging that Nynaeve nearly gasped。 〃Would anyone with half their wits believe these two were Aes Sedai？ Spent all their coin on dresses t
