rz.thegunsofavalon-第4章
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to myself。
I strolled out into the courtyard and a brisk； bright day。 For a long while； I watched the men who were quartered there as they went through their training regime。
There were bowmen off at the far end； thwanging away at targets fastened to bales of hay。 I noted that they employed thumb rings and an oriental grip on the bowstring； rather than the three…fingered technique with which I was more fortable。 It made me wonder a bit about this Shadow。 The swordsmen used both the edges and points of their weapons； and there was a variety of blades and fencing techniques in evidence。 I tried to estimate； and guessed there were perhaps eight hundred of them about … and I had no idea as to how many of them there might be out of sight。 Their plexions； their hair； their eyes； varied from pale to quite dark。 I heard many strange accents above the thwanging and the clanging； though most spoke the language of Avalon； which is of the tongue of Amber。
As I stood watching； one swordsman raised his hand； lowered his blade； mopped his brow； and stepped back。 His opponent did not seem especially winded。 This was my chance for some of the exercise I was seeking。
I moved forward； smiled； and said； 〃I'm Corey of Cabra。 I was watching you。〃
I turned my attention to the big； dark man who was grinning at his resting buddy。
〃Mind if I practice with you while your friend rests？〃 I asked him。
He kept grinning and pointed at his mouth and his ear。 I tried several other languages； but none of them worked。 So I pointed at the blade and at him and back to myself until he got the idea。 His opponent seemed to think it was a good one； as the smaller fellow offered me his blade。
I took it into my hands。 It was shorter and a lot heavier than Grayswandir。 （That is the name of my blade； which I know I have not mentioned up until now。 It is a story in itself； and I may or may not go into it before you learn what brought me to this final pass。 But should you hear me refer to it by name again； you will know what I am talking about。） I swung my blade a few times to test it； removed my cloak； tossed it off to the side； and struck an en garde。
The big fellow attacked。 I parried and attacked。 He parried and riposted。 I parried the riposte； feinted； and attacked。 Et cetera。 After five minutes； I knew that he was good。 And I knew that I was better。 He stopped me twice so that I could teach him a maneuver I had used。 He learned both very quickly。 After fifteen minutes； though； his grin widened。 I guess that was around the point where he broke down most opponents by virtue of sheer staying power； if they were good enough to resist his attacks up until then。 He had stamina； I'll say that。 After twenty minutes； a puzzled look came onto his face。 I just didn't look as if I could stand up that long。 But then； what can any man really know of； that which lies within a scion of Amber？
After twenty…five minutes； he was sheathed in sweat； but he continued on。 My brother Random looks and acts； on occasion； like an asthmatic； teen…age hood … but once we had fenced together for over twenty…six hours； to see who would call it quits。 （If you're curious； it was me。 I had had a date lined up for the next day and had wanted to arrive in reasonably good condition。） We could have gone on。 While I was not up to a performance like that just then； I knew that I could outlast the man I faced。 After all； he was only human。
After about half an hour； when he was breathing heavily and slowing down on his counterstrokes and I knew that in a few minutes he might guess that I was pulling mine； I raised my hand and lowered my blade as I had seen his previous opponent do。 He ground to a halt also； then rushed forward and embraced me。 I did not understand what he said； but I gathered that he was pleased with the workout。 So was I。
The horrible thing was； I felt it。 I found myself slightly heady。
But I needed more。 I promised me I would kill myself and exercise that day； glut myself with food that night； sleep deeply； wake； and do it again。
So I went over to where the archers stood。 After a time； I borrowed a bow； and in my three…fingered style unleashed perhaps a hundred arrows。 I did not do too badly。 Then； for a time； I watched the men on horseback； with their lances； shields； maces。 I moved on。 I watched some practice in hand…to…hand bat。
Finally； I wrestled three men in succession。 Then I did feel beat。 Absolutely。 Entirely。
I sat down on a bench in the shade； sweating； breathing heavily。 I wondered about Lance； about Ganelon； about supper。 After perhaps ten minutes； I made my way back to the room I had been given and I bathed again。
By then I was ravenously hungry； so I set forth to find me dinner and information。
Before I had gone very far from the door； one of the guards whom I recognized from the previous evening … the one who had guided me to my chamber … approached and said； 〃Lord Ganelon bids you dine with him in his quarters； at the ringing of the dinner bell。〃 I thanked him； said I would be there； returned to my chamber； and rested on my bed until it was time。 Then I made my way forth once again。
I was beginning to ache deeply and I had a few additional bruises。 I decided this was a good thing； would help me to seem older。 I banged on Ganelon's door and a boy admitted me； then dashed off to join another youth who was spreading a table near to the fireplace。
Ganelon wore a green shirt and trousers； green boots and belt； sat in a high…backed chair。 He rose as I entered； walked forward to greet me。
〃Sir Corey； I've heard report of your doings this day；〃 he said； clasping my hand。 〃It makes your carrying Lance seem more believable。 I must say you're more a man than you look … meaning no offense by that。〃
I chuckled。 〃No offense。〃
He led me to a chair； handed me a glass of pale wine that was a bit too sweet for my taste； then said； 〃Looking at you。 I'd say I could push you over with one hand … but you carried Lance five leagues and killed two of those bastard cats on the way。 And he told me about the cairn you built； of big stones …〃
〃How is Lance feeling today？〃 I interrupted。
〃I had to place a guard in his chamber to be sure he rested。 The muscle…bound clod wanted to get up and walk around。 He'll stay there all week； though； by God！〃
〃Then he must be feeling better。〃
He nodded。
〃Here's to his health。〃
〃I'll drink to that。〃
We drank。 Then： 〃Had I an army of men like you and Lance；〃 he said； 〃the story might have been different。〃
〃What story？〃
〃The Circle and its Wardens；〃 he said。 〃You've not heard of it？〃
〃Lance mentioned it。 That's all。〃
One boy tended an enormous chunk of beef on a spit above a low fire。 Occasionally； he sloshed some wine over it as he turned the shaft。 Whenever the odor drifted my way； my stomach would rumble and Ganelon would chuckle。 The other boy left the room to fetch bread from the kitchen。
Ganelon was silent a long while。 He finished his wine and poured himself another glass。 I sipped slowly at my first。
〃Have you ever heard of Avalon？〃 he finally asked。
〃Yes；〃 I replied。 〃There is a verse I heard long ago from a passing bard： 〃Beyond the River of the Blessed； there we sat down； yea； we wept； when we remembered Avalon。 Our swords were shattered in our hands and we hung our shields on the oak tree。 The silver towers were fallen； into a sea of blood。 How many miles to Avalon？ None； I say； and all。 The silver towers are fallen。'〃
〃Avalon fallen。。。？〃 he said。
〃I think the man was mad。 I know of no Avalon。 His verse stayed in my mind； though。〃
Ganelon averted his face and did not speak again for several minutes。 When he did； his voice was altered。
〃There was；〃 he said。 〃There was such a place。 I lived there； years ago。 I did not know it was fallen。〃
〃How came you here from that place？〃 I asked him。
〃I was exiled by its sorcerer Lord； Corwin of Amber。 He sent me through darkness and madness to this place； that I might suffer and die here … and I have suffered and e near to the final lay many a time。 I've tried to find the way back； but nobody knows it。 I've spoken with sorcerers； and even a captured creature of the Circle before we slew the thing。 But
