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with gladness。 And you are the Unbeliever； the bearer of white gold。 They show disrespect。 Let us leave them and go our way。〃
Foamfollower replied to them both； 〃The Ramen are not blind。 Bannor is not blind。 They will see me more clearly in time。 And their help is worth seeking。〃
〃All right；'' Covenant muttered。 〃I'm no good at fighting anyway。'' To Bannor； he said stiffly； 〃We'll go with you。〃 Then； for the sake of everything that had happened between himself and the Bloodguard； he added； 〃No matter what else is going on here； you've saved my life too often for me to start distrusting you now。〃
Bannor gave Covenant another fractional bow。 At once； the Mane…thrall snapped a few orders to the Cords。 Two of them left at a flat run toward the northeast； and two more moved off to take scouting positions on either side of the pany； while the rest gathered small knapsacks from hiding places around the hollow。 Watching them； Covenant was amazed once again at how easily； swiftly； they could disappear into their surroundings。 Even their footprints seemed to vanish before his eyes。 By the time Foamfollower had packed his leather sack； they had effaced all signs of their presence from the hollow。 It looked as untroubled as if they had never been there。
Before long； Covenant found himself trudging between Lena and Foamfollower in the same general direction taken by the two runners。 The Manethrall and Bannor strode briskly ahead of them； and the three remaining Cords marched at their backs like guards。 They seemed to be moving openly； as if they had no fear of enemies。 But twice when he looked back Covenant saw the Cords erasing the traces of their passage from the gray drifts and the cold ground。
The presence of those three ready garrotes behind him only aggravated his confusion。 Despite his long experience with hostility； he was not prepared for such distrust from the Ramen。 Clearly； important events had taken place…events of which he had no conception。 His ignorance afflicted him with a powerful sense that the fate of the Land was moving toward a crisis； a fundamental concatenation in which his own role was beclouded； obscure。 The facts were being kept from him。 This feeling cast the whole harsh edifice of his purpose into doubt； as if it were erected on slow quicksand。 He needed to ask questions； to get answers。 But the unspoken threat of those Ramen ropes disconcerted him。 And Bannor…！ He could not frame his questions； even to himself。
And he was tired。 He had already traveled all night； had not slept since the previous afternoon。 Only four days had passed since his summoning。 As he labored to keep up the pace； he found that he lacked the strength of concentration to think。
Lena was in no better condition。 Although she was healthier than he； she was old； and not hardened to walking。 Gradually； he became as worried about her as he was weary himself。 When she began to droop against him； he told Banner flatly that he would have to rest。
They slept until midafternoon； then traveled late into the night before camping again。 And the next morning； they were on their way before dawn。 But Covenant and Lena did better now。 The food which the Ramen gave them was hot and nourishing。 And soon after gray dim day had shambled into the laden air； they reached the edge of the hills； came in sight of the Plains of Ra。 At this point； they swung northward； staying in the rumbled terrain of the hills…edge rather than venturing into the bleak； winter…bitten openness of the Plains。 But still they found the going easier。 In time； Covenant recovered enough to begin asking questions。
As usual； he had trouble talking to Banner。 The Bloodguard's un…breachable dispassion daunted him； often made him malicious or angry through simple frustration； such reticence seemed outrageously immune from judgment…the antithesis of leprosy。 Now all the Bloodguard had abandoned the Lords； Revelstone； death refusal。 Lord's Keep would fall without them。 And yet Bannor was here； living and working with the Ramen。 When Covenant tried to ask questions； he felt that he no longer knew the man to whom he spoke。
Bannor met his first tentative inquiries by introducing Covenant to the Ramen…Manethrall Kam； and his Cords； Whane； Lal； and Puhl…and by assuring him that they would reach their destination by evening the next day。 He explained that this band of Ramen was a scouting patrol responsible for detecting marauders along the western marge of Ra； they had found Covenant and his panions by chance rather than design。 When Covenant asked about Rue； the Manethrall who had brought word of Fleshharrower's army to Revelstone seven years ago； Bannor replied flatly that she had died soon after her return home。 But after that； Covenant had to wrestle for what he wanted to know。
At last he could find no graceful way to frame his question。 〃You left the Lords；〃 he rasped awkwardly。 〃Why are you here？〃
〃The Vow was broken。 How could we remain？〃
〃They need you。 They couldn't need you more。〃
〃Ur…Lord； I say to you that the Vow was broken。 Many things were broken。 You were present。 We could not…ur…Lord； I am old now。 I； Bannor； First Mark of the Bloodguard。 I require sleep and hot food。
Though I was bred for mountains； this cold penetrates my bones。 I am no fit server for Revelstone…no； nor for the Lords； though they do not equal High Lord Kevin who went before them。〃
〃Then why are you here？ Why didn't you just go home and forget it？〃
Foamfollower winced at Covenant's tone； but Bannor replied evenly； 〃That was my purpose…when I departed Lord's Keep。 But I found I could not forget。 I had ridden too many Ranyhyn。 At night I saw them…in my dreams they ran like clear skies and cleanliness。 Have you not beheld them？ Without Vows or defiance of death； they surpassed the faith of the Bloodguard。 Therefore I returned。〃
〃Just because you were addicted to Ranyhyn？ You let the Lords and Revelstone and all go to hell and blood； but you came here because you couldn't give up riding Ranyhyn？〃
〃I do not ride。〃
Covenant stared at him。
〃I have e to share the work of the Ramen。 A few of the Haruchai…I know not how many…a few felt as I did。 We had known Kevin in the youth of his glory； and could not forget。 Terrel is here； and Runnik。 There are others。 We teach our skills to the Ramen； and learn from them the tending of the great horses。 Perhaps we will learn to make peace with our failure before we die。〃
Make peace； Covenant groaned。 Bannor！ The very simplicity of the Bloodguard's explanation dismayed him。 So all those centuries of untainted and sleepless service came to this。
He asked Bannor no more questions； he was afraid of the answers。
For the rest of that day； he fell out of touch with his purpose。 Despite the concern and panionship of Foamfollower and Lena； he walked between them in morose separateness。 Banner's words had numbed his heart。 And he slept that night on his back with his eyes upward； as if he did not believe that he would ever see the sun again。
But the next morning he remembered。 Shortly after dawn； Manethrall Kam's party met another Cord。 The man was on his way to the edge of the Plains； and in his hands he carried two small bouquets of yellow flowers。 The gray wind made their frail petals flutter pathetically。 After saluting Manethrall Kam； he strode out into the open； shouted shrilly against the wind in a language Covenant could not understand。 He repeated his shout； then waited with his hands extended as if he were offering flowers to the wind。
Shortly； out of the shelter of a frozen gully came two Ranyhyn； a stallion and a mare。 The stallion's chest was scored with fresh claw…marks； and the mare had a broken； hollow look； as if she had just lost her foal。 Both were as gaunt as skeletons； hunger had carved the pride from their shoulders and haunches； exposed their ribs； given their emaciated muscles an abject starkness。 They hardly seemed able to hold up their heads。 But they nickered to the Cord。 With a stumbling gait； they trotted forward； and began at once to eat the flowers he offered to them。 In three bites the food was gone。 He hugged them quickly； then turned away with tears in his eyes。
Without a word； Manethrall Kam gave the Cord the bedraggled circlet from his hair； so that each of the Ranyhyn could have one more bite。 〃That is amanibhavam； the healing grass of Ra；〃 he explained stiffly to Covenant。 〃It is a hardy grass； not so easily daunted by this winter as the Render might wish。 It will keep life in them…for another day。〃 As he spoke； he glared redly into Covenant's face； as if the misery of these two horses were the Unbeliever's doing。 With a brusque nod toward the Cord feeding the Ranyhyn； he went on： 〃He walked ten leagues today to bring even this much food to them。'' The haunted erosion filled his face； he looked like the victim of a curse。 Painfully； he turned and strode away again northward； along the edges of the Plains。
Covenant remembered； he had no trouble remembering his purpose now。 When he followed the Manethrall； he walked as if he were fighting the deadness of his feet with outrage。
In the course of that day； he saw a few more Ranyhyn。 Two were uninjured； but all were gaunt； weak； humbled。 All had gone a long way down the road toward starvation。
The sight of them wore heavily upon Lena。 There was no confusion in the way she perceived them； no distortion or inaccuracy。 Such vision consumed her。 As time passed； her eyes sank back under her brows； as if they were trying to hide in her skull； and dark circles like bruises grew around the orbs。 She stared brittlely about her as if even Covenant were dim in her gaze…as if she beheld nothing but the protruding ribs and fleshless limbs of Ranyhyn。
Covenant held her arm as they walked； guided and supported her as best he could。 Weariness gradually became irrelevant to him； even the keen wind； flaying straight toward him across the Plains； seemed to lose its importance。 He stamped along behind Kam like a wild prophet； e to forge the Ramen to his will。
They reached the outposts of Kam's destination by midafternoon。 Ahead of them； two Cords abruptly stepped out of a barren copse of wattle； and saluted Manethrall Kam in the Ramen fashion； with their hands raised °n either side of their heads and their palms open； weaponless。 Kam returned the bow； spoke to the two briefly in a low； aspirated tongue； then motioned for Covenant； Lena； and Foamfollower to continue on with him。 As they moved back into the hills； he told them； 〃My Cords were able to summon only three other Manethralls。 But four will be enough。〃
〃Enough？〃 Covenant asked。
〃The Ramen will accept a judgment made by four Manethralls。〃
Covenant met Kam's glare squarely。 A moment later； the Manethrall turned away with an oddly daunted air； as if he had remembered that Covenant's claim on him came from the Ranyhyn。 Hurrying now； he led his pany upward with the gray wind cutting at their backs。
They climbed across two steep bluffs which gave them a panoramic view of the Plains。 The hard open ground lay ruined below them； scorched with winter and gray snow until it looked maimed and lifeless。 But Manethrall Kam moved rapidly onward； ignoring the sight。 He took his panions past the bluffs down into a valley cunningly hidden among rough knolls and hilltops。 This valley was largely sheltered from the wind； and faint； cultivated patches of unripe amanibhavam grew on its sides。 Now Covenant remembered what he had heard about amanibhavam during his previous visit to the Plains of Ra。 This grass； which held such a rare power of healing for horses； was poisonous to humans。
Aside from the grass； the valley contained nothing but three dead copses leaning at various points against the steepest of the slopes。 Manethrall Kam walked directly toward the thickest one。 As he approached； four Cords stepped out of the wood to meet him。 They had a tense； frail air about them which made Covenant notice how young they were； even the two older girls seemed to have had their Cording thrust unready upon them。 They saluted Kam nervously； and when he had returned their bow； they moved aside to let him enter