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Rand only half heard。 He was concentrating on following Egwene's slender shape。 He had pulled himself together just enough to wish she would hurry； though in truth she was keeping her pace to what the two men could manage with their burden。 She led them halfway down the Green； to the Calder house。 Char blackened the edges of its thatch； and smut stained the whitewashed walls。 Of the houses on either side only the foundation stones were left； and two piles of ash and burned timbers。 One had been the house of Berin Thane； one of the miller's brothers。 The other had been Abell Cauthon's。 Mat's father。 Even the chimneys had toppled。
〃Wait here；〃 Egwene said； and gave them a look as if expecting an answer。 When they only stood there； she muttered something under her breath； then dashed inside。
〃Mat；〃 Rand said。 〃Is he 。。。 ？〃
〃He's alive；〃 the blacksmith said。 He set down his end of the litter and straightened slowly。 〃I saw him a little while ago。 It's a wonder any of us are alive。 The way they came after my house； and the forge； you'd have thought I had gold and jewels in there。 Alsbet cracked one's skull with a frying pan。 She took one look at the ashes of our house this morning and set out hunting around the village with the biggest hammer she could。 dig out of what's left of the forge； just in case any of them hid instead of running away。 I could almost pity the thing if she finds one。〃 He nodded to the Calder house。 〃Mistress Calder and a few others took in some of those who were hurt； the ones with no home of their own still standing。 When the Wisdom's seen Tam； we'll find him a bed。 The inn； maybe。 The Mayor offered it already； but Nynaeve said the hurt folk would heal better if there weren't so many of them together。〃
Rand sank to his knees。 Shrugging out of his blanket harness； he wearily busied himself with checking Tam's covers。 Tam never moved or made a sound； even when Rand's wooden hands jostled him。 But he was still breathing； at least。 My father。 The other was just the fever talking。
〃What if they e back？〃 he said dully。
〃The Wheel weaves as the Wheel wills；〃 Master Luhhan said uneasily。 〃If they e back 。。。 Well； they're gone； now。 So we pick up the pieces； build up what's been torn down。〃 He sighed； his face going slack as he knuckled the small of his back。 For the first time Rand realized that the heavyset man was as tired as he was himself； if not more so。 The blacksmith looked at the village； shaking his head。 〃I don't suppose today will be much of a Bel Tine。 But we'll make it through。 We always have。〃 Abruptly he took up his axe； and his face firmed。 〃There's work waiting for me。 Don't you worry； lad。 The Wisdom will take good care of him； and the Light will take care of us all。 And if the Light doesn't； well； we'll just take care of ourselves。 Remember； we're Two Rivers folk。〃
Still on his knees； Rand looked at the village as the blacksmith walked away； really looked for the first time。 Master Luhhan was right； he thought； and was surprised that he was not surprised by what he saw。 People still dug in the ruins of their homes； but even in the short time he had been there more of them had begun to move with a sense of purpose。 He could almost feel the growing determination。 But he wondered。 They had seen Trollocs； had they seen the black…cloaked rider？ Had they felt his hatred？
Nynaeve and Egwene appeared from the Calder house； and he sprang to his feet。 Or rather； he tried to spring to his feet； it was more of a stumbling lurch that almost put him on his face in the dust。
The Wisdom dropped to her knees beside the litter without giving him so much as a glance。 Her face and dress were even dirtier than Egwene's； and the same dark circles fined her eyes； though her hands； too； were clean。 She felt Tam's face and thumbed open his eyelids。 With a frown she pulled down the coverings and eased the bandage aside to look at the wound。 Before Rand could see what lay underneath she had replaced the wadded cloth。 Sighing； she smoothed the blanket and cloak back up to Tam's neck with a gentle touch； as if tucking a child in for the night。〃
〃There's nothing I can do；〃 she said。 She had to put her hands on her knees to straighten up。 〃I'm sorry； Rand。〃
For a moment he stood； not understanding； as she started back to the house； then he scrambled after her and pulled her around to face him。 〃He's dying；〃 he cried。
〃I know；〃 she said simply； and he sagged with the matter…of…factness of it。
〃You have to do something。 You have to。 You're the Wisdom。〃
Pain twisted her face； but only for an instant； then she was all hollow…eyed resolve again； her voice emotionless and firm。 〃Yes； I am。 I know what I can do with my medicines； and I know when it's too late。 Don't you think I would do something if I could？ But I can't。 I can't； Rand。 And there are others who need me。 People I can help。〃
〃I brought him to you as quickly as I could；〃 he mumbled。 Even with the village in ruins； there had been the Wisdom for hope。 With that gone； he was empty。
〃I know you did；〃 she said gently。 She touched his cheek with her hand。 〃It isn't your fault。 You did the best anyone could。 I am sorry； Rand； but I have others to tend to。 Our troubles are just beginning； I'm afraid。〃
Vacantly he stared after her until the door of the house closed behind her。 He could not make any thought e except that she would not help。
Suddenly he was knocked back a step as Egwene cannoned into him； throwing her arms around him。 Her hug was hard enough to bring a grunt from him any other time； now he only looked silently at the door behind which his hopes had vanished。
〃I'm so sorry； Rand；〃 she said against his chest。 〃Light； I wish there was something I could do。〃
Numbly he put his arms around her。 〃I know。 I 。。。 I have to do something； Egwene。 I don't know what； but I can't just let him 。。。〃 His voice broke； and she hugged him harder。
〃Egwene！〃 At Nynaeve's shout from the house； Egwene jumped。 〃Egwene； I need you！ And wash your hands again！〃
She pushed herself free from Rand's arms。 〃She needs my help； Rand。〃
〃Egwene！〃
He thought he heard a sob as she spun away from him。 Then she was gone； and he was left alone beside the litter。 For a moment he looked down at Tam； feeling nothing but hollow helplessness。 Suddenly his face hardened。 〃The Mayor will know what to do；〃 he said； lifting the shafts once more。 〃The Mayor will know。〃 Bran al'Vere always knew what to do。 With weary obstinacy he set out for the Winespring Inn。
Another of the Dhurran stallions passed him； its harness straps tied around the ankles of a big shape draped with a dirty blanket。 Arms covered with coarse hair dragged in the dirt behind the blanket； and one corner was pushed up to reveal a goat's horn。 The Two Rivers was no place for stories to bee horribly real。 If Trollocs belonged anywhere it was in the world outside； for places where they had Aes Sedai and false Dragons and the Light alone knew what else e to life out of the tales of gleemen。 Not the Two Rivers。 Not Emond's Field。
As he made his wa