rj.thepathofdaggers-第22章
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he pretended to just be making conversation； but from time to time she darted quick looks at Elayne to see how she was taking it。 〃I'm sure we'll take over an hour to reach the farm； the way we're going； perhaps two； and you certainly don't want to waste two hours。 The herbs Nynaeve Sedai gave her make her quite talkative； and I'm sure she would sit up for sisters。〃
The bright smile faded when Elayne said that questioning Ispan could wait and would。 Light； did they really expect anyone to ask questions riding through forests on paths that barely deserved the name？ Reanne rode back to the other Kinswomen； muttering to herself。
〃Forgiveness； Elayne Sedai；〃 Chilares murmured a short time later； the traces of Murandy clinging to her accent。 Her green straw hat matched some of her layered petticoats exactly。 〃Your forgiveness； if I intrude。〃 She did not wear the red belt of a Wise Woman； most of the Knitting Circle did not。 Famelle was a goldsmith； and Eldase supplied lacquerware to the merchants for export； Chilares was a rug seller； while Reanne herself arranged shipping for small traders。 Some worked at simple tasks … Kirstian ran a tiny weaver's shop； and Dimana was a seamstress； though a prosperous one … but then； in the course of their lives； they had all followed many crafts。 And used many names。 〃Ispan Sedai appears to be unwell；〃 Chilares said； shifting uneasily in her saddle。 〃Perhaps the herbs are affecting her more than Nynaeve Sedai thought。 It would be terrible if anything happened to her。 Before she can be questioned； I mean。 Perhaps the sisters would look at her？ Healing； you know。。。 〃 She trailed off； blinking those big brown eyes nervously。 As well she might； with Sumeko among her panions。
A glance back showed the stout woman standing in her stirrups to peer past the Windfinders； until she saw Elayne looking and sat back down hurriedly。 Sumeko； who knew more of Healing than any sister except Nynaeve。 Perhaps more than Nynaeve。 Elayne simply pointed to the rear until Chilares colored and reined her mount around。
Merilille joined Elayne only moments after Reanne left； and the Gray sister made a much better pretense at simple chat than the Kinswoman had。 In her manner of speaking； at least； she was poise itself。 What she had to say was another matter。 〃I wonder how trustworthy those women are； Elayne。〃 Her lips pursed in distaste as she brushed dust from her divided blue skirts with a gloved hand。 〃They say they do not take in wilders； but Reanne herself may well be a wilder； whatever she claims about failing her test for Accepted。 Sumeko； as well； and certainly Kirstian。〃 A slight frown for Kirstian； a dismissive shake of her head。 〃You must have noticed how she leaps at any mention of the Tower。 She knows no more than she might have picked up in conversation with someone who really was put out。〃 Merilille sighed； regretting what she had to say； she really was very good。 〃Have you considered that they may be lying about other things？ They could be Darkfriends； for all we know； or dupes of Darkfriends。 Perhaps not； but they are hardly to be trusted very far。 I believe there is a farm； whether they really use it for a retreat or not； or I would not have agreed to this； but I will not be surprised to find a few ramshackle buildings and a dozen or so wilders。 Well； not ramshackle … they do seem to have coin … but the principle is the same。 No； they are simply not trustworthy。〃
Elayne began a slow burn as soon as she realized the direction Merilille was taking； and it grew hotter。 As this slipping around； all this 〃may〃 and 〃could〃 so the woman could insinuate things she herself did not believe。 Darkfriends？ The Knitting Circle had fought Darkfriends。 Two had died。 And without Sumeko and Ieine； Nynaeve might be dead instead of Ispan a prisoner。 No； the reason they were not to be trusted was not because Merilille feared they were sworn to the Shadow； or she would have said so。 They were not to be trusted because if they were not trusted； then they could not be allowed to hold Ispan。
She swatted a big green fly that had settled on Lioness's neck； punctuating Merilille's last word with a loud crack； and the Gray sister jerked in surprise。 〃How dare you？〃 Elayne breathed。 〃They faced Ispan and Falion in the Rahad； and the gholam； not to mention two dozen or more toughs with swords。 You weren't there。〃 That was hardly fair。 Merilille and the rest had been left behind because Aes Sedai in the Rahad； obvious Aes Sedai； might as well be trumpets and drums for the attention they attracted。 She did not care。 Her anger grew by the moment； and her voice rose by the word。 〃You will never suggest such a thing to me again。 Never！ Not without hard evidence！ Not without proof！ If you do； I'll set you a penance that will make your eyes pop！〃 No matter how high she stood above the other woman； she had no authority to set her any penance at all； but she did not care about that； either。 I'll make you walk the rest of the way to Tar Valon！ Eating nothing but bread and water the entire way！ I'll put you in their charge； and tell them to slap you down if you say boo to a goose！〃
It dawned on her that she was shouting。 Some sort of gray…and…white birds went flittering past overhead in a broad band； and she was drowning out their cries。 Drawing a deep breath； she tried to calm herself。 She did not have a voice for shouting； it always came out as a shriek。 Everyone was looking at her； most in astonishment。 Aviendha nodded approvingly。 Of course； she have done the same had Elayne plunged a knife into Merilille's heart。 Aviendha stood beside her friends no matter what。 Merilille's Cairhienin paleness had bee dead white。
〃I mean what I say；〃 Elayne told her； in a much cooler tone。 It seemed to make even more blood leave Merilille's face。 She did mean every word； they could not afford that sort of rumor floating among them。 One way or another she would see it done； though the Knitting Circle very likely would faint。
She hoped that was the end of it。 It should have been。 But when Chilares left； Sareitha replaced her； and she too had a reason the Kinswomen were not to be trusted。 Their ages。 Even Kirstian claimed to be older than any living Aes Sedai； while Reanne was over a hundred years more than that and not even the oldest of the Kin。 Her title of Eldest went to the oldest of them in Ebou Dar； and the rigid schedule they followed to avoid notice had a number of still older women off in other places。 It was obviously impossible； Sareitha maintained。
Elayne did not shout； she very carefully did not shout。 〃We will learn the truth eventually；〃 she told Sareitha。 She did not doubt the Kinswomen's word； but there had to be a reason why the Kinswomen looked neither ageless nor anything near the ages they claimed。 If she could only puzzle it out。 Something told her it was obvious； but nothing leaped up said what。 〃Eventually；〃 she added firmly when the Brown opened her mouth again。 〃That will be enough； Sareitha。〃 Sareitha nodded uncertainly and fell back。 Not ten minutes later； Sibella replaced her。
Every time one of the Kinswomen came to make her roundabout plea to be relieved of Ispan； one of the sisters came soon after to offer the same plea。 All save Merilille； who still blinked whenever Elayne looked at her。 Perhaps shouting did have its uses。 Certainly no one else tried to be so straightforward in attacking the Kin。
For instance； Vandene began with discussing the Sea Folk and how to counter the effects of the bargain made with them； why it was necessary to counter them as much as possible。 She was quite matter…of…fact； with never a word or gesture to lay any blame。 Not that she needed any； the subject did that； however delicately handled。 The White Tower； she said； maintained its influence in the world not by force of arms； or persuasion； or even by plotting or manipulation； though those two she brushed past lightly。 Rather the White Tower controlled or influenced events to whatever extent they did because everyone saw the Tower as standing apart and above； as more even than kings or queens。 That in turn depended on every Aes Sedai being seen that way； as mysteri
