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Mat joined them, and a few y trousers stuffed into the tops of his boots, and Perrin his tooshort cloak Rand thought they all looked like villainous beggars, but they had all passed largely unnoticed in the villages

"Now," Ingtar said, "Let us see e see"

They strolled out to the dirt street as if they had no particular destination in on yards onto sloping cobblestone streets Rand was not sure what he hitar’s plan had been for theether, but there were all too few people outofdoors Fivestreets

They walked in a bunch, but it was Hurin who led the up this street and down that The rest turned when he did, as if that hat they had intended all along "He’s crisscrossed this town," Hurin"His smell is everywhere, and it stinks so, it’s hard to tell old from new At least I know he’s still here Some of it cannot be older than a day or two, I’m sure I aan to appear, here a fruit peddler setting his wares on tables, there a fellow hurrying along with a big roll of parch across his back, a knifesharpener oiling the shaft of his grinding wheel on its barroomen walked by, headed the other way, one with downcast eyes and a silver collar around her neck, the other, in a dress worked with lightning bolts, holding a coiled silver leash

Rand’s breath caught; it was an effort not to look back at the out of the hollows of his eye sockets "Was that a datar said curtly "Hurin, are we going to walk every street in this Shadowcursed town?"

"He’s been everywhere, Lord Ingtar," Hurin said "His stench is everywhere" They had come into an area where the stone houses were three and four stories high, as big as inns

They rounded a corner, and Rand was taken aback by the sight of a score of Seanchan soldiers standing guard in front of a big house on one side of the street -- and by the sight of to on the doorsteps of another across from it A banner flapped in the wind over the house the soldiers protected; a golden hawk clutching lightning bolts Nothing marked out the house where the women talked except themselves The officer’s arilded and painted to look like a spider’s head Then Rand saw the two big, leatheryskinned shapes crouched a the soldiers and eshaped heads with their three eyes They can’t be Perhaps he was really asleep, and this was all a nightmare Maybe we haven’t even left for Falme yet

The others stared at the beasts as they walked past the guarded house

"What in the naht are they?" Mat asked

Hurin’s eyes see as his face "Lord Rand, they’re Those are"

"It doesn’t matter," Rand said After a tar said, "not to stare at SeanchanFain, Hurin"

The soldiers barely glanced at theht down to the round harbor Rand could see ships anchored down there; tall, squarelooking ships with high masts, small in that distance