war of the spider queen 1 dissolution-第70章

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〃That's　a　foolish　question；〃　said　Ryld。　〃Why　does　the　Braeryn　seem　foul？　The　inhabitants！〃
〃Ah；　but　did　the　living　refuse　of　our　society　generate　the　atmosphere　of　the　district；　or　did　that　malignant　spirit　exist　from　the　beginning　and　lure　the　wretched　to　its　domain？〃
〃I'm　no　metaphysician；〃　said　Ryld。　〃All　I　know　is　that　somebody　should　clear　the　scavengers　out　of　here。〃
Pharaun　chuckled。　〃What　if　said　clearing　had　occurred　when　you　were　a　tyke？〃
〃I　don't　mean　exterminate　them…except　for　the　hopeless　cases…but　why　just　let　them　squat　here　in　their　dirt　like　a　festering　chancre　on　the　city？　Why　not　find　something　useful　for　them　to　do？〃
〃Ah；　but　they're　already　useful。　Status　is　all；　is　it　not？　Does　it　not　follow；　then；　that　no　Menzoberranyr　can　find　contentment　without　someone　upon　whom　she　can　look　down。〃
〃We　have　slaves。〃
〃They　won't　do。　Predicate　your　claim　to　self…respect　on　their　existence　and　you　tacitly　acknowledge　you're　only　slightly　better　than　a　thrall　yournotself。　Happily；　here　in　the　Stench　streets；　we　find　a　populace　starving；　filthy；　penniless；　riddled　with　disease；　living　twenty　or　thirty　to　a　room；　yet　nomnotinally　free。　The　humblest　moner　in　Many　folk　or　even　Eastmyr　can　turn　up　his　nose　at　them　and　feel　smug。〃
〃You　really　think　that's　the　reason　Matron　Baenre　hasn't　ordered　the　slum　scoured　clean？〃
〃Well；　if　that　conjecture　seems　implausible；　here's　another：　Rumor　has　it　that　from　time　to　time；　someone　meets　the　goddess　herself　in　the　Braeryn。　Supposedly　she　likes　to　visit　here　in　mortal　guise。　The　matrons　may　feel　that　the　neighborhood　is；　in　some　sense；　under　her　protection。〃　The　wizard　hesitated。　〃Though　if　Lolth　has　gone　away　for　good；　perhaps　they　don't　need　to　worry　about　it　anymore。〃
Ryld　shook　his　head。　〃It's　still　so　hard　to　belie…〃
Pharaun　pointed。　〃Look。〃
Ryld　turned。
On　a　curving　wall　below　a　dark　elf's　eye　level　was　a　sketch；　this　time　smeared　in　blue。　It　consisted　of　three　overlapping　ovals；　conceivably　repnotresenting　the　links　of　a　chain。
〃It's　a　different　mark；〃　said　Ryld。　〃Hobgoblin　maybe；　though　I　couldn't　tell　you　the　tribe。〃
〃Don't　be　intentionally　dim。　It's　the　same　peculiar；　reckless；　pointless　crime。〃
〃Fair　enough；　and　it's　still　irrelevant　to　our　endeavors。〃
〃It's　a　dull　mind　that　never　transcends　pragmatics。　Two　signs；　reprenotsenting　two　races；　implying　two　specimens　of　the　lesser　races　demented　in　precisely　the　same　way？　Unlikely；　yet　why　would　a　single　artist　daub　an　emblem　not　his　own？〃
〃Coincidence？〃
〃I　doubt　it；　but　as　yet　I　can't　provide　a　better　answer。〃
〃It's　a　puzzle　for　another　day；　remember？〃
〃Indeed。〃
The　masters　walked　on。
〃Still；〃　pressed　Pharaun；　〃don't　you　wonder　how　many　scrawled　signs　we　passed　without　noticing　and　exactly　what　form　they　took？〃
Ignoring　the　question；　Ryld　pointed　and　said；　〃That's　our　destination。〃





The　house's　limestone　door　stood　open；　most　likely　for　ventilation；　for　the　interior　radiated　a　perceptible　warmth；　the　product　of　a　multitude　of　tenants　crammed　in　together。　It　also　emitted　a　muddled　drone　and　a　thick　stink　considerably　fouler　than　the　unpleasant　smell　that　clung　to　the　Braeryn　as　a　whole。
Ryld　had　been　born　in　a　similar　warren；　had　fought　like　a　demon　to　escape　it；　and　he　felt　a　strange　reluctance　to　venture　in；　as　if　squalor　wouldn't　let　him　escape　a　second　time。　Unwilling　to　appear　timid　and　foolish　in　the　eyes　of　his　friend；　he　hid　the　feeling　behind　an　impassive　warrior's　countenance。
Pharaun；　however；　freely　demonstrated　his　own　distaste。　The　porcine　eyes　in　his　illusory　ore　face　watered；　and　he　swallowed；　no　doubt　trying　to　quell　a　surge　of　queasiness。
〃Get　used　to　it；〃　said　Ryld。
〃I'll　be　all　right。　I've　visited　the　Braeryn　frequently　enough　to　have　some　notion　of　what　these　little　hells　are　like；　though　I　confess　I　never　entered　one。〃
〃Then　stick　close　and　let　me　do　the　talking。　Don't　stare　at　anybody；　or　look　anyone　in　the　eye。　They're　likely　to　take　it　as　an　insult　or　challenge。　Don't　touch　anyone　or　anything　if　you　can　avoid　it。　Half　the　residents　are　sick　and　probably　contagious。〃
〃Really？　And　their　palace　gives　off　such　a