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claiming to be the Dragon Reborn。 A false Dragon。 Aes Sedai are riding there from Tar Valon。 The Council is trying to decide if we might be in danger here。〃
〃Old news； even in Baerlon；〃 the gleeman said dismissively； 〃and that is the last place in the world to hear anything。〃 He paused； looking around the village； and dryly added； 〃Almost the last place。〃 Then his eyes fell on the wagon in front of the inn； standing alone now； with its shafts on the ground。 〃So。 I thought I recognized Padan Fain in there。〃 His voice was still deep； but the resonance had gone； replaced by scorn。 〃Fain was always one to carry bad news quickly； and the worse； the faster。 There's more raven in him than man。〃
〃Master Fain has e often to Emond's Field； Master Gleeman；〃 Egwene said； a hint of disapproval finally breaking through her delight。 〃He is always full of laughter； and he brings much more good news than bad。〃
The gleeman eyed her for a moment； then smiled broadly。 〃Now you're a lovely lass。 You should have rose buds in your hair。 Unfortunately； I cannot pull roses from the air； not this year； but how would you like to stand beside me tomorrow for a part of my performance？ Hand me my flute when I want it； and certain other apparatus。 I always choose the prettiest girl I can find as my assistant。〃
Perrin snickered； and Mat； who had been snickering； laughed out loud。 Rand blinked in surprise； Egwene was glaring at him； and he had not even smiled。 She straightened around and spoke in a too…calm voice。
〃Thank you； Master Gleeman。 I would be happy to assist you。〃
〃Thom Merrilin；〃 the gleeman said。 They stared。 〃My name is Thom Merrilin； not Master Gleeman。〃 He hitched the multihued cloak up on his shoulders； and abruptly his voice once more seemed to reverberate in a great hall。 〃Once a Court bard； I am now indeed risen to the exalted rank of Master Gleeman； yet my name is plain Thom Merrilin； and gleeman is the simple title in which I glory。〃 And he swept a bow so elaborate with flourishes of his cloak that Mat clapped and Egwene murmured appreciatively。
〃Master 。。。 ah 。。。 Master Merrilin；〃 Mat said； unsure exactly what form of address to take out of what Thom Merrilin had said； 〃what is happening in Ghealdan？ Do you know anything about this false Dragon？ Or the Aes Sedai？〃
〃Do I look like a peddler； boy？〃 the gleeman grumbled； tapping out his pipe on the heel of his palm。 He made the pipe disappear somewhere inside his cloak； or his coat； Rand was not sure where it had gone or how。 〃I am a gleeman； not a newsmonger。 And I make a point of never knowing anything about Aes Sedai。 Much safer that way。〃
〃But the war；〃 Mat began eagerly； only to be cut off by Master Merrilin。
〃In wars； boy； fools kill other fools for foolish causes。 That's enough for anyone to know。 I am here for my art。〃 Suddenly he thrust a finger at Rand。 〃You； lad。 You're a tall one。 Not with your full growth on you yet； but I doubt there's another man in the district with your height。 Not many in the village with eyes that color； either； I'll wager。 The point is； you're an axe handle across the shoulders and as tall as an Aielman。 What's your name； lad？〃
Rand gave it hesitantly； not sure whether or not the man was making fun of him； but the gleeman had already turned his attention to Perrin。 〃And you have almost the size of an Ogier。 Close enough。 How are you called？〃
〃Not unless I stand on my own shoulders。〃 Perrin laughed。 〃I'm afraid Rand and I are just ordinary folk； Master Merrilin； not made…up creatures from your stories。 I'm Perrin Aybara。〃
Merrilin tugged at one of his mustaches。 〃Well； now。 Made…up creatures from my stories。 Is that what they are？ You lads are widely traveled； then； it seems。〃
Rand kept his mouth shut； certain they were the butt of a joke； now； but Perrin spoke up。
〃We've all of us been as far as Watch Hill； and Deven Ride。 Not many around here have gone as far。〃 He was not boasting； Perrin seldom did。 He was just telling the truth。
〃We've all seen the Mire； too；〃 Mat added； and he did sound boastful。 〃That's the swamp at the far end of the Waterwood。 Nobody at all goes there … it's full of quicksands and bogs…except us。 And nobody goes to the Mountains of Mist； either； but we did； once。 To the foot of them； anyway。〃
〃As far as that？〃 the gleeman murmured； brushing at his mustaches now continually。 Rand thought he was hiding a smile； and he saw that Perrin was frowning。
〃It's bad luck to enter the mountains；〃 Mat said； as if he had to defend himself for not going further。 〃Everybody knows that。〃
〃That's just foolishness； Matrim Cauthon；〃 Egwene cut in angrily。 〃Nynaeve says 。。。〃 She broke off； her cheeks turning pink； and the look she gave Thom Merrilin was not as friendly as it had been。 〃It is not right to make 。。。 It isn't 。。。〃 Her face went redder； and she fell silent。 Mat blinked； as if he was just getting a suspicion of what had been going on。
〃You're right； child；〃 the gleeman said contritely。 〃I apologize humbly。 I am here to entertain。 Aah； my tongue has always gotten me into trouble。〃
〃Maybe we haven't traveled as far as you；〃 Perrin said flatly； 〃but what does how tall Rand is have to do with anything？〃
〃Just this； lad。 A little later I will let you try to pick me up； but you won't be able to lift my feet from the ground。 Not you； nor your tall friend there … Rand； is it？ … nor any other man。 Now what do you think of that？〃
Perrin snorted a laugh。 〃I think I can lift you right now。〃 But when he stepped forward Thom Merrilin motioned him back。
〃Later； lad； later。 When there are more folk to watch。 An artist needs an audience。〃
A score of folk had gathered on the Green since the gleeman appeared from the inn； young men and women down to children who peeked； wide…eyed and silent； from behind the older onlookers。 All looked as if they were waiting for miraculous things from the gleeman。 The white…haired man looked them over … he appeared to be counting them … then gave a slight shake of his head and sighed。
〃I suppose I had better give you a small sample。 So you can run tell the others。 Eh？ Just a taste of what you'll see tomorrow at your festival。〃
He took a step back； and suddenly leaped into the air； twisting and somersaulting to land facing them atop the old stone foundation。 More than that； three balls…red； white； and black… began dancing between his hands even as he landed。
A soft sound came from the watchers； half astonishment； half satisfaction。 Even Rand forgot his irritation。 He flashed Egwene a grin and got a delighted one in return； then both turned to stare unabashedly at the gleeman。
〃You want stories？〃 Thom Merrilin declaimed。 〃I have stories； and I will give them to you。 I will make them e alive before your eyes。〃 A blue ball joined the others from somewhere； then a green one； and a yellow。 〃Tales of great wars and great heroes； for the men and boys。 For the women and girls； the entire Aptarigine Cycle。 Tales of Artur Paendrag Tanreall； Artur Hawkwing； Artur the High King； who once ruled all the lands from t