rj.theshadowrising-第70部分
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When Faile finally mounted； in her narrow divided skirts； she reined closer to Perrin。 She rode well； woman and horse moving as one。 〃Why can you not ask； Perrin？〃 she said softly。 〃You tried to keep me away from where I belong； so now you have to ask。 Can such a simple thing be so difficult？〃
The Stone rang like a monstrous bell； the stable floor leaping； the ceiling quivering on the point of ing down。 Stepper leaped； too； screaming； head flailing； it was all Perrin could do to keep his seat。 Grooms scrambled off the floor where they had fallen and ran desperately to quiet horses rearing； shrieking； attempting to climb out of their stalls。 Loial clung to the neck of his huge mount； but Faile sat Swallow surely as the mare danced and squealed wildly。
Rand。 Perrin knew it was him。 The pull of ta'veren dragged at him； two whirlpools in a stream drawing one another。 Coughing in the falling dust； he shook his head as hard as he could； straining not to dismount and run back up into the Stone。 〃We ride！〃 he shouted while tremors still shook the fortress。 〃We ride now； Loial！ Now！〃
Faile seemed to see no more point to delay； she heeled her mare out of the stable beside Loial's taller horse； their two pack animals pulled along； all galloping before they reached the Dragonwall Gate。 The Defenders took one look and scattered； some still on hands and knees； it was their duty to keep people out of the Stone； and they had no orders to keep these in。 Not that they would necessarily have been able to think straight enough to do so if they had had orders； not with the tremors just subsiding and the Stone still groaning above them。
Perrin was right behind with his own packhorse； wishing the Ogier's animal could run faster； wishing he could leave Loial's lumbering mount behind and outrun the suction trying to draw him back； that pull of ta'veren to ta'veren。 They galloped together through the streets of Tear； toward the rising sun； barely slowing to avoid carts and carriages。 Men in tight coats and women with layered aprons； still shaken by the upheaval； stared at them； dazed； sometimes barely leaping out of the way。
At the walls of the inner city paving stones gave way to dirt； shoes and coats to bare feet and bare chests above baggy breeches held up by broad sashes。 The folk here dodged no less assiduously； though； for Perrin would not let Stepper slow until they had galloped past the city's outer wall； past the simple stone houses and shops that clustered outside the city proper； into a countryside of scattered farms and thickets and beyond the pull of ta'veren。 Only then； breathing almost as hard as his lathered horse； he reined Stepper to a walk。
Loial's ears were stiff with shock。 Faile licked her lips and stared from the Ogier to Perrin； white…faced。 〃What happened？ Was that。。。 him？〃
〃I don't know；〃 Perrin lied。 I have to go； Rand。 You know that。 You looked me in the face when I told you； and said I had to do what I thought I must。
〃Where are Bain and Chiad？〃 Faile said。 〃It will take them an hour to catch up now。 I wish they would ride。 I offered to buy them horses； and they looked offended。 Well； we need to walk the horses anyway after that； to let them cool down。〃
Perrin held back from telling her she did not know as much of Aiel as she thought she did。 He could see the city walls behind them； and the Stone rearing above like a mountain。 He could even make out the sinuous shape on the banner waving over the fortress； and the displaced birds swirling about； neither of the others could have。 It was no difficulty at all to see three people running toward them in long； ground…eating strides； their flowing ease belying the pace。 He did not think he could have run that fast； not for long； but the Aiel had to have maintained their speed from the Stone to be this close behind。
〃We'll not have to wait that long；〃 he said。
Faile frowned back toward the city。 〃Is that them？ Are you certain？〃 Abruptly the frown shifted to him for a moment； daring him to answer。 Asking him had been too much like admitting he was part of her party； of course。 〃He is very boastful of his eyesight；〃 she told Loial； 〃but his memory is not very good。 At times I think he would forget to light a candle at night if I did not remind him。 I expect he's seen some poor family running from what they think is an earthquake； don't you？〃
Loial shifted unfortably in his saddle； sighing heavily； and muttered something about humans that Perrin doubted was plimentary。 Faile did not notice； of course。
Not too many minutes later； Faile stared at Perrin as the three Aiel drew close enough for her to make out； but she said nothing。 In this mood； she was not about to admit he had been right about anything； not if he said the sky was blue。 The Aiel were not even breathing hard when they slowed to a halt beside the horses。
〃It is too bad it was not a longer run。〃 Bain shared a smile with Chiad； and both gave Gaul a sly look。
〃Else we could have run this Stone Dog into the ground；〃 Chiad said as if finishing the other woman's sentence。 〃That is why Stone Dogs take their vows not to retreat。 Stone bones and stone heads make them too heavy to run。〃
Gaul took no offense； though Perrin noticed he stood where he could keep an eye on Chiad。 〃Do you know why Maidens are so often used as scouts； Perrin？ Because they can run so far。 And that es from being afraid some man might want to marry them！ A Maiden will run a hundred miles to avoid that。〃
〃Very wise of them；〃 Faile said tartly。 〃Do you need to rest？〃 she asked the Aiel women； and looked surprised when they denied it。 She turned to Loial anyway。 〃Are you ready to go on？ Good。 Find me this Waygate； Loial。 We have stayed here too long。 If you let a stray puppy stay close to you； it begins to think you will take care of it； and that will never do。〃
〃Faile；〃 Loial protested； 〃are you not carrying this too far？〃
〃I will carry it as far as I must； Loial。 The Waygate？〃
Ears sagging； Loial puffed out a heavy breath and turned his horse eastward again。 Perrin let him and Faile get a dozen paces ahead before he and Gaul followed。 He must play by her rules； but he would play them at least as well as she。
The farms； cramped little places with rough stone houses Perrin would not have used to shelter animals； grew more scattered the farther east they rode； and the thickets smaller； until there were neither farms nor thickets； only a rolling； hilly grassland。 Grass as far as the eye could see； unbroken except for patches of bush here and there on a hill。
Horses dotted the green slopes； too； in clumps of a dozen or herds of a hundred； the famed Tairen stock。 Large or small； each gathering of horses was under the eyes of a shoeless boy or two； mounted bareback。 The boys carried long…handled whips that they used to keep the horses together； or turn them； cracking the whips expertly to turn a stray without ever ing close to the animal's hide。 They kept their charges clear of the strangers； moving them back if necessary； but they watched the passage of this odd pany … two humans and an Ogier mounted； plus three of the fierce Aiel that stories said had taken the Stone … with the bold curiosity of the young。
It was all a pleasing sight to Perrin。 He liked horses。 Part of the reason he had asked to be apprenticed to Master Luhhan had been the chance to work with horses； not that there were so many as this in Emond's Field； nor so fine。
Not so Loial。 The Ogier began muttering to himself； louder the farther they rode across the grassy hills； until at last he burst out in a deep bass rumble。 〃Gone！ All gone； and for what？ Grass。 Once this was an Ogier grove。 We did no great works here； not to pare with Manetheren； or the city you call Caemlyn； but enough that a grove was planted。 Trees of every kind； from every land and place。 The Great Trees； towering a hundred spans into the sky。 All tended devotedly； to remind my people of the stedding they had left to build things for men。 Men think it is the stonework we prize； but that is a trifling thing； learned during the Long Exile； after the Breaking。 It is the trees we love。 Men thought Manetheren my people's greatest triumph； but we knew it to be the grove there。 Gone； now。 Like this。 Gone； and it will not e again。〃
Loial stared at the hills； bare save for grass and horses； with a hard face； his ears drawn back tight to his head。 He smelled of。。。 fury。 Peaceful； most stories called Ogier； almost as pacific as the Traveling People； but some； a few； named them implacable enemies。 Perrin had only seen Loial angry once before。 Perhaps he had been angry last night； defending those children。 Looking at Loial's face； an old saying came back to him。 〃To anger the Ogier and pull the mountains down on your head。〃 Everyone took its meaning as to try to do something that was impossible。 Perrin thought maybe the meaning had changed with the years。 Maybe in the beginning； it had been 〃Anger the Ogier； and you pull the mountains down on your head。〃 Difficult to do； but deadly if acplished。 He did not think he would ever want Loial … gen
