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otionless。 I scratched it gently about the neck and it turned its head slowly then； as if enjoying it。 I withdrew my hand and dropped back a pace。
〃I think we're friends；〃 I said softly。 〃Now you try it。 Random。〃
〃Are you kidding？〃
〃No； I'm sure you're safe。 Try it。〃
〃What will you do if you are wrong？〃
〃Apologize。〃
〃Great。〃
He advanced and offered his hand。 The beast remained friendly。
〃All right；〃 he said half a minute or so later； still stroking its neck； 〃what have we proved？〃
〃That he is a watchdog。〃
〃What is he watching？〃
〃The Pattern； apparently。〃
〃Offhand then；〃 said Random； moving back； 〃I would say that his work leaves something to be desired。〃 He gestured at the dark area。 〃Which is understandable； if he is this friendly to anyone who doesn't eat oats and whinny。〃
〃My guess is that he is quite selective。 It is also possible that he was set here after the damage was done； to defend against further unappreciated activity。〃
〃Who set him？〃
〃I'd like to know myself。 Someone on our side； apparently。〃
〃You can now test your theory further by letting Ganelon approach him。〃
Ganelon did not move。
〃It may be you have a family smell about you；〃 he finally said； 〃and he only favors Amberites。 So I will pass； thank you。〃
〃All right。 It is not that important。 Your guesses have been good so far。 How do you interpret events？〃
〃Of the two factions out for the throne；〃 he said； 〃that posed of Brand； Fiona； and Bleys was； as you said； more aware of the nature of the forces that play about Amber。 Brand did not supply you with particulars … unless you omitted some incidents he might have related … but my guess is that this damage to the Pattern represents the means by which their allies gained access to your realm。 One or more of them did that damage； which provided the dark route。 If the watchdog here responds to a family smell or some other identifying information you all possess； then he could actually have been here all along and not seen fit to move against the despoilers。〃
〃Possibly；〃 Random observed。 〃Any idea how it was acplished？〃
〃Perhaps；〃 he replied。 〃I will let you demonstrate it for me； if you are willing。〃
〃What does it involve？〃
〃e this way；〃 he said； turning and heading over to the edge of the Pattern。
I followed him。 Random did the same。 The watchgriffin slunk at my side。
Ganelon turned and extended his hand。
〃Corwin； may I trouble you for that dagger I fetched us？〃
〃Here；〃 I said； drawing it from my belt and passing it over。
〃I repeat； what does it involve？〃 Random inquired。
〃The blood of Amber；〃 Ganelon replied。
〃I am not so sure I like this idea；〃 Random said。
〃All you have to do is prick your finger with it；〃 he said； extending the blade； 〃and let a drop fall upon the Pattern。〃
〃What will happen？〃
〃Let's try it and see。〃
Random looked at me。
〃What do you say？〃 he asked。
〃Go ahead。 Let's find out。 I'm intrigued。〃
He nodded。
〃Okay。〃
He received the blade from Ganelon and nicked the tip of his left little finger。 He squeezed the finger then； holding it above the Pattern。 A tiny red bead appeared； grew larger； quivered； fell。
Immediately； a wisp of smoke rose from the spot where it struck； acpanied by a tiny crackling noise。
〃I'll be damned！〃 said Random； apparently fascinated。
A tiny stain had e into being； gradually spreading to about the size of a half dollar。
〃There you are；〃 said Ganelon。 〃That is how it was done。〃
The stain was indeed a miniature counterpart of the massive blot further to our right。 The watchgrifiin gave forth a small shriek and drew back； rapidly turning his head from one of us to the other。
〃Easy； fellow。 Easy；〃 I said； reaching out and calming him once more。
〃But what could have caused such a large … 〃 Random began； and then he nodded slowly。
〃What indeed？〃 said Ganelon。 〃I see no mark to show where your horse was destroyed。〃
〃The blood of Amber；〃 Random said。 〃You are just full of insights today； aren't you？〃
〃Ask Corwin to tell you of Lorraine； the place where I dwelled for so long；〃 he said； 〃the place where the dark circle grew。 I am alert to the effects of those powers； though I knew them then only at a distance。 These matters have bee clearer to me with each new thing I have learned from you。 Yes； I have insights now that I know more of these workings。 Ask Corwin of the mind of his general。〃
〃Corwin；〃 Random said； 〃give me the pierced Trump。〃
I withdrew it from my pocket and smoothed it。 The stains seemed more ominous now。 Another thing also struck me。 I did not believe that it had been executed by Dworkin； sage； mage； artist； and one…time mentor to the children of Oberon。 It had not occurred to me until that moment that anyone else might be capable of producing one。 While the style of this one did seem somehow familiar； it was not his work。 Where had I seen that deliberate line before； less spontaneous than the master's； as though every movement had been totally intellectualized before the pen touched the paper？ And there was something else wrong with it … a quality of idealization of a different order from that of our own Trumps； almost as if the artist had been working with old memories； glimpses； or descriptions rather than a living subject。
〃The Trump； Corwin。 If you please；〃 Random said。
There was that about the way in which he said it to make me hesitate。 It gave rise to the feeling that he was somehow a jump ahead of me on something important； a feeling which I did not like at all。
〃I've petted old ugly here for you； and I've just bled for the cause； Corwin。 Now let's have it。〃
I handed it over； my uneasiness increasing as he held it in his hand and furrowed his brow。 Why was I suddenly the stupid one？ Does a night in Tir…na Nog'th slow cerebration？ Why …
Random began to curse； a string of profanities unsurpassed by anything encountered in my long military career。
Then； 〃What is it？〃 I said。 〃I don't understand。〃
〃The blood of Amber；〃 he finally said。 〃Whoever did it walked the Pattern first； you see。 Then they stood there at the center and contacted him via this Trump。 When he responded and a firm contact was achieved； they stabbed him。 His blood flowed upon the Pattern； obliterating that part of it； as mine did here。〃
He was silent for the space of several deep breaths。
〃It smacks of a ritual；〃 I said。
〃Damn rituals！〃 he said。 〃Damn all of them！ One of them is going to die； Corwin。 I am going to kill him … or her。〃
〃I still do not …〃
〃I am a fool；〃 he said； 〃for not seeing it right away。 Look！ Look closely！〃
He thrust the pierced Trump at me。 I stared。 I still did not see。
〃Now look at me！〃 he said。 〃See me！〃
I did。 Then I looked back at the card。 I realized what he meant。
〃I was never anything to him but a whisper of life in the darkness。 But they used my son for this；〃 he said。 〃That has to be a picture of Martin。〃
Chapter 2
Standing there beside the broken Pattern； regarding a picture of the man who may or may not have been Random's son； who may or may not have died of a knife wound received from a point within the Pattern； I turned and took a giant step back wi