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Light, I hate to reht turned to a coal burning in his brain A coal that burned hotter and hotter He remembered those men’s deaths, not just one but dozens of theht theeyes "You’ve gone pale as thewater," he h for him to kiss if he bent his head, but he did notso furiously he had nothing left for athered the memories they had planted in his head, but how could they harvest memory from a corpse? A corpse in the world of men, at that He was certain they never caer than minutes at a time A way occurred to him, one he did not like, not a scrap Maybe they created some sort of link to any human who visited them, a link that allowed theht up to the moment he died In some of those memories from other men he hite-haired, in so in between, but there were none of childhood or growing up What were the odds of that, if they had just stuffed his they considered rubbish or had done with? What did they do withthe to avoid where this led Burn hiht then! They had to be It was the only explanation that made sense

"Well, you look as if you’re about to vorie there"

"I’ht, I tell you" In truth, he did want to sick up Having those foxes in his head was a thousand times worse than the dice however hard the dice rattled Could the Eelfinn see through his eyes? Light, as he going to do? He doubted any Aes Sedai could Heal him of this, not that he would trust the off the foxhead There was nothing to be done He would just have to live with it He groaned at the thought

Cantering up to theave hiht have been up to in their tiiving theentle creature and I will ride your gelding," she told Mat "High Lady, people fros They’re afoot, but they will be here soon The dogs don’t bark"

"Trained guard dogs, then," Tuon said, gathering her reins "Mounted, we can avoid theh"

"No need to try, and no use," Mat told her He should have expected this "Those people are Tinkers, Tuatha’an, and they’re no danger to anybody They couldn’t be violent if their lives depended on it That’s no exaggeration, just siet away fro after Now that those dogs have a scent trail, the Tinkers will follow us all the way back to the show if need be to o meet them to save the time and trouble" It was not the Tinkers’ time he cared about Luca probably would not care one way or the other if a bunch of Tinkers getting in the way delayed the show setting out, but Mat certainly would

Selucia scowled at hihed "Toy wishes to be co today, Selucia I will let him command and see how he does" Bloody kind of her

They trotted back the way they had coh now and then Tuon would gather her reins as if she rin-- and it was not long before the Tinkers cae ht of butterflies, fifty or soco a red-and-blue striped coat and baggy yellow trousers tucked into knee boots, or a violet-colored coat above red trousers, or worse Some women wore dresses striped in as many colors as there were colors and even colors Mat had no name for, while others wore skirts and blouses as varied in hue and as clashing as the men’s coats and trousers A fair number had shawls, as well, to add ray-haired on, they all appeared to be short of their middle years He must be the Seeker, the leader of the caravan Mat dismounted, and after a moment, Tuon and Selucia did, too

The Tinkers stopped at that, calling their clogs to heel The big ani out, and the people cah Mat wore no weapons that showed, they eyed hiathered around Tuon and Selucia There was no threat in it, but as easily as that, Tuon and Selucia were separated from him, off where the Tinker women could ht think it a fine ga to bother her She and Selucia could ride off while he was trying to contend with Tinkers crowding around him and Pips so he could not climb into the saddle That was all they would do, but unless he illing to fight his way clear, they ive that pair tiray-haired man boith his hands pressed to his chest "Peace be on you and yours, s had frightened the ladies’ horses"

Mat responded with a bow in the same fashion "Peace be on you always, Seeker, and on all the People The ladies’ horses weren’t frightened The ladies arei? He tried to eavesdrop, but their voices were lowof the People, ht to The Tuatha’an kept away froe They would seldom encounter anyone in a silk coat

"Only a little," Mat replied A very little He hadTinkers, but he himself had never spoken to one before What were those bloody wo? "Will you answer me a question? I’ve seen a number of your caravans the past few days,toward Ebou Dar