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ffort。 〃When we are … when we are done talking with her； you can take her back to the Knitting Circle。〃 Afterward； she would submit herself to Merilille。 Any five sisters could sit in judgment to set a penance； if they were asked。
Ispan's head swung； swollen eyes going from Elayne to Aviendha and back； slowly widening until the whites showed all the around。 She was not so sure of herself now。
Silent glances passed between Vandene and Adeleas； in the manner of people who had spent so much time together they hardly needed to speak aloud any longer； then Vandene took Elayne and Aviendha each by an arm。 〃If I may speak with you outside a moment；〃 she murmured。 It sounded a suggestion； but she was already urging them to the door。
Outside in the farmyard； perhaps two dozen or so Kinswomen were huddled together like sheep。 Not all wore Ebou Dari clothes； but two had the red belts of Wise Women； and Elayne recognized Berowin； a stout little woman who normally showed a pride far greater than her strength in the Power。 Not now。 Like the rest； her face was frightened； her eyes darting； despite the entire Knitting Circle surrounding them and talking urgently。 Down the way； Nynaeve and Alise were trying to herd perhaps twice as many women inside one of the larger buildings。 〃Trying〃 did seem to be the word。
〃。。。 don't care what estates you hold；〃 Nynaeve was shouting at a proud…necked woman in pale green silk。 〃You get in there and stay in there； out of the way； or I'll kick you inside！〃
Alise simply seized the green…clad woman by the scruff of the neck and ran her through the doorway despite voluble and heated protests。 There was a loud squawk like a huge goose being stepped on； then Alise reappeared； dusting her hands。 The others seemed to give no trouble after that。
Vandene released them； studying their eyes。 The glow still enveloped her； yet Adeleas must have been focusing their bined flows。 Vandene could have maintained the shield； once woven； without being able to see it； but had she been the one； it was much likelier that Adeleas would have brought them out。 Vandene could have gone several hundred paces before the link began to attenuate … it would not break if she and Adeleas went to opposite corners of the earth； though it would have been useless long before that … but she remained close to the door。 She seemed to sort words in her head。
〃I've always thought it best if women with experience handle this sort of thing；〃 she said finally。 〃The young can easily be caught up in hot blood。 Then they do too much。 Or sometimes； they realize they can't bring themselves to do enough。 Because they haven't really seen enough； yet。 Or worst of all； they find a。。。 taste for it。 Not that I believe either of you has that flaw。〃 She gave Aviendha a weighing glance without pausing； Aviendha hastily sheathed her belt knife。 〃Adeleas and I have seen enough to know why we must do what must be done； and we left hot blood behind long ago。 Perhaps you will leave this to us。 Much better that way； all around。〃 Vandene seemed to take the remendation as accepted。 She nodded and turned back toward the door。
No sooner had she disappeared behind it； than Elayne felt the use of the Power within； a weave that must have blanketed the room inside。 A ward against eavesdropping； certainly。 They would not want stray ears to catch whatever Ispan said。 Then another use hit her； and suddenly the silence from within was more ominous than any shrieks that ward would contain。
She crushed her hat back onto her head。 The heat she could not feel； but the sun's glare suddenly made her queasy。 〃Maybe you'll help me look over what the packhorses are carrying；〃 she said breathily。 She had not ordered it done … whatever it was … but that did not seem to change anything。 Aviendha nodded with surprising quickness； she seemed to want to be away from that silence； too。
The Windfinders were waiting not far from where the servants had the pack animals； waiting impatiently and staring about imperiously； arms folded beneath their breasts； copying Renaile。 Alise marched up to them； marking Renaile out as the leader after one sweeping glance。 Elayne and Aviendha she ignored。
〃e with me；〃 she said in brisk tones that brooked no argument。 〃The Aes Sedai say you will want to be out of the sun until matters are more settled。〃 The words 〃Aes Sedai〃 held as much bitterness as they did the awe Elayne was used to from Kinswomen。 Maybe more。 Renaile stiffened； her dark face growing darker； but Alise plowed on。 〃You wilders can sit out here and sweat if that's what you want； for all of me。 If you can sit。〃 It was obvious none of the Atha'an Miere had received Healing for their saddle soreness； they stood like women who wanted to forget they existed below the waist。 〃What you will not do is keep me waiting。〃
〃Do you know who I am？〃 Renaile demanded in a tight fury； but Alise was already walking away and not looking back。 Struggling with herself visibly； Renaile dashed sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand； then angrily ordered the other Windfinders to leave the 〃shore…cursed〃 horses and follow her。 They made a spraddle…legged line wobbling along after Alise； everyone but the two apprentices muttering to herself … Alise included。
Instinctively； Elayne began to plan how to smooth matters over； how to get the Atha'an Miere's pains Healed without them having to ask。 Or a sister having to offer too strenuously； Nynaeve had to be appeased； too； and the other sisters。 To her surprise； she suddenly realized that for once in her life she had no real desire to smooth anything。 Watching the Windfinders limp toward one of the farm buildings； she decided that matters were fine just as they were。 Aviendha wore a large； open grin as she watched the Atha'an Miere。 Elayne snatched the much smaller smile from her own face and turned to the packhorses。 They did deserve it； though。 Not grinning was very hard。
With Aviendha's help； the searching went more quickly than before； though Aviendha did not recognize what they were after as quickly as she did。 Not a great surprise。 A few of the sisters Elayne had trained showed a greater skill in this than she did herself； but most came nowhere near。 Still； two sets of hands found more than one； and there was a great deal to be found。 Liveried stablemen and women carried away the rubbish； while a collection of ter'angreal grew on the broad stone lid of a square cistern。
Four more horses were unloaded quickly； and they accumulated a selection that would have caused a celebration； brought into the Tower。 Even with no one studying ter'angreal。 They took every form imaginable。 Cups and bowls and vases； no two the same size or design or in the same material。 A flat； worm…eaten box； half…falling apart and whatever had lined it long since gone to dust； held pieces of jewelry … a necklace and bracelets set with colored stones； a slim gem…studded belt； several finger rings … and there were spaces for more。 Every single one was a ter'angreal； and they all matched； meant to be worn together； though Elayne could not imagine why any woman would want to carry so many a