rj.eyeoftheworld-第43章
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s' feet and the occasional stamp of a hoof。 Abruptly the ferryman twitched as he realized they were watching him watching them。 With a leap he spun back to looking for the far bank； or whatever it was he sought in the fog。
〃Say no more；〃 Lan said； so softly Rand almost could not understand。 〃These are bad days to speak of Trollocs； or Darkfriends； or the Father of Lies； with strange ears to hear。 Such talk can bring worse than the Dragon's Fang scrawled on your door。〃
Rand felt no desire to go on with his questions。 Gloom settled on him even more than it had before。 Darkfriends！ As if Fades and Trollocs and Draghkar were not enough to worry about。 At least you could tell a Trolloc at sight。
Abruptly pilings loomed shadowy in the mist before them。 The ferry thudded against the far bank； and then the haulers were hurrying to lash the craft fast and let down the ramp at that end with a thump； while Mat and Perrin announced loudly that the Taren was not half as wide as they had heard。 Lan led his stallion down the ramp； followed by Moiraine and the others。 As Rand； the last； took Cloud down behind Bela； Master Hightower called out angrily。
〃Here； now！ Here！ Where's my gold？〃
〃It shall be paid。 〃 Moiraine's voice came from somewhere in the mist。 Rand's boots clumped from the ramp to a wooden landing。 〃And a silver mark for each of your men；〃 the Aes Sedai added； 〃for the quick crossing。 〃
The ferryman hesitated； face pushed forward as if he smelled danger； but at the mention of silver the haulers roused themselves。 Some paused to seize a torch； but they all thumped down the ramp before Hightower could open his mouth。 With a sullen grimace； the ferryman followed his crew。
Cloud's hooves clumped hollowly in the fog as Rand made his way carefully along the landing。 The gray mist was as thick here as over the river。 At the foot of the landing； the Warder was handing out coins； surrounded by the torches of Hightower and his fellows。 Everyone else except Moiraine waited just beyond in an anxious cluster。 The Aes Sedai stood looking at the river； though what she could see was beyond Rand。 With a shiver he hitched up his cloak； sodden as it was。 He was really out of the Two Rivers； now； and it seemed much farther away than the width of a river。
〃There；〃 Lan said； handing a last coin to Hightower。 〃As agreed。 〃 He did not put up his purse； and the ferrety…faced man eyed it greedily。
With a loud creak； the landing shivered。 Hightower jerked upright； head swivelling back toward the mist…cloaked ferry。 The torches remaining on board were a pair of dim； fuzzy points of light。 The landing groaned； and with a thunderous crack of snapping wood； the twin glows lurched； then began to revolve。 Egwene cried out wordlessly； and Thom cursed。
〃It's loose！〃 Hightower screamed。 Grabbing his haulers； he pushed them toward the end of the landing。 〃The ferry's loose； you fools！ Get it！ Get it！〃
The haulers stumbled a few steps under Hightower's shoves； then stopped。 The faint lights on the ferry spun faster； then faster still。 The fog above them swirled； sucked into a spiral。 The landing trembled。 The cracking and splintering of wood filled the air as the ferry began breaking apart。
〃Whirlpool；〃 one of the haulers said； his voice filled with awe。
〃No whirlpools on the Taren。〃 Hightower sounded empty。 〃Never been a whirlpool。。。〃
〃An unfortunate occurrence。 〃 Moiraine's voice was hollow in the fog that made her a shadow as she turned from the river。
〃Unfortunate；〃 Lan agreed in a flat tone。 〃It seems you'll be carrying no one else across the river for a time。 An ill thing that you lost your craft in our service。〃 He delved again into his purse； ready in his hand。 〃This should repay you。〃
For a moment Hightower stared at the gold； glinting in Lan's hand in the torchlight； then his shoulders hunched and his eyes darted to the others he had carried across。 Made indistinct by the fog； the Emond's Fielders stood silently。 With a frightened； inarticulate cry； the ferryman snatched the coins from Lan； whirled； and ran into the mist。 His haulers were only half a step behind him； their torches quickly swallowed as they vanished upriver。
〃There is nothing further to hold us here；〃 the Aes Sedai said as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened。 Leading her white mare； she started away from the landing； up the bank。
Rand stood staring at the hidden river。 It could have been happenstance。 No whirlpools； he said； but it 。。。 Abruptly he realized everyone else had gone。 Hurriedly he scrambled up the gently sloping bank。
In the space of three paces the heavy mist faded away to nothing。 He stopped dead and stared back。 Along a line running down the shore thick gray hung on one side； on the other shone a clear night sky； still dark though the sharpness of the moon hinted at dawn not far off。
The Warder and the Aes Sedai stood conferring beside their horses a short distance beyond the border of the fog。 The others huddled a little apart； even in the moonlit darkness their nervousness was palpable。 All eyes were on Lan and Moiraine； and all but Egwene were leaning back as if torn between losing the pair and getting too close。 Rand trotted the last few spans to Egwene's side； leading Cloud； and she grinned at him。 He did not think the shine in her eyes was all from moonlight。
〃It follows the river as if drawn with a pen；〃 Moiraine was saying in satisfied tones。 〃There are not ten women in Tar Valon who could do that unaided。 Not to mention from the back of a galloping horse。〃
〃I don't mean to plain； Moiraine Sedai；〃 Thom said； sounding oddly diffident for him； 〃but would it not have been better to cover us a little further？ Say to Baerlon？ If that Draghkar looks on this side of the river； we'll lose everything we have gained。〃
〃Draghkar are not very smart； Master Merrilin；〃 the Aes Sedai said dryly。 〃Fearsome and deadly dangerous； and with sharp eyes； but little intelligence。 It will tell the Myrddraal that this side of the river is clear； but the river itself is cloaked for miles in both directions。 The Myrddraal will know the extra effort that cost me。 He will have to consider that we may be escaping down the river； and that will slow him。 He will have to divide his efforts。 The fog should hold long enough that he will never be sure that we did not travel at least partway by boat。 It could have extended the fog a little way toward Baerlon； instead； but then the Draghkar could search the river in a matter of hours； and the Myrddraal would know exactly where we were headed。〃
Thom made a puffing sound and shook his head。 〃I apologize； Aes Sedai。 I hope I did not offend。〃
〃Ah； Moi 。。。 ah； Aes Sedai。〃 Mat stopped to swallow audibly。 〃The ferry 。。。 ah 。。。 did you。。。 I mean。。。 I don't understand why 。。。〃 He trailed off weakly； and there was a silence so deep that the loudest sound Rand heard was his own breathing。
Finally Moiraine spoke； and her voice filled the empty silence with sharpness。 〃You all want explanations； but if I explained my every action to you； I would have no time for anything else。〃 In the moonlight； the Aes Sedai seemed taller； somehow； almost looming over them。 〃Know this。 I intend to see you safely in Tar Valon。 That is the one thing you need to know。〃
〃If we keep standing here；〃 Lan put in； 〃the Draghkar will not need to search the river。 If I remember correctly。。。〃 He led his horse on up the riverbank。
As if the Warder's movement had loosened something in his chest； Rand drew a deep breath。 He heard others doing the same； even Thom； and remembered an old saying。 Better to spit in a wolf's eye than to cross an Aes Sedai。 Yet the tension had lessened。 Moiraine was not looming over anyone； she barely reached his chest。
〃I don't suppose we could rest a bit；〃 Perrin said hopefully； ending with a yawn。 Egwene； slumped against Bela； sighed tiredly。
It was the first sound even approaching a plaint that Rand had heard from her。 Maybe now she realizes this isn't some grand adventure after all。 Then he guiltily remembered that； unlike him； she
