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"I ary He leaned toward the woe, her hands twitched as if they wanted to clutch her dress "There is no lord but the Lord Dragon, in whoht dwells, and I ah or low, blasphee her skirts in a curtsy fit for a queen’s court "It is as you say, of course There is no lord save the Lord Dragon, and I aon -- blessed be the nauidance of the Prophet"

Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Maseold Do not let earthly possession seduce you Gold is dross The Lord Dragon is all"

Iers, and before the second was off, the weedy fellow scurried to her side, pulling a pouch fro it for her to drop them in The bracelet and necklace followed as well

Nynaeve looked at Uno and raised an eyebrow

"Every penny goes to the poor," he told her in a low voice that barely reached her ear, "or soiven him her house, he’d be in a bloody stable, or one of those huts outside the city"

"Even his food coan said just as quietly "They used to bring hiave away everything but a little bread, and soup or stew He hardly drinks wine, now"

Nynaeve shook her head She supposed it was one way to find money for the poor Simply rob anyone as not poor Of course, that would just ht work for a tian knew the whole of it People who clai ood bit stick in their own pockets, or else they liked the power that spreading it about gave the for the ave one copper froold crown from someone else’s And less for fools who abandoned their farms and shops to follow this this Prophet, with no idea where their next meal would come from

Inside the room, the wo her skirts wide and bowing her head "Until I once again have the honor of the Prophet’s words and counsel The naht"

Maseotten He had seen the at them with as close to pleasure as his dour face could come It was not very close The wo to see Nynaeve or the two men Nynaeve sniffed as the weedy fellow in the red coat waved anxiously for theiven up her jewelry on deed a fine queenly air

The skinny man scampered back to his place by the door as the other threeforearan

"Peace favor the Lord Dragon" was the reply, "and his Light illuht There was no doubt to his ht And he had the nerve to speak of blaspheht at last?"

"We walk in the Light," Ragan said carefully "As always" Uno kept silent, his face blank

Weary patience made an odd play on Maseht save through the Lord Dragon You will see the way and the truth in the end, for you have seen the Lord Dragon, and only those whose souls are sed in the Shadow can see and not believe You are not such You will believe"

In spite of the heat and the wool shawl, goose bu Nynaeve’s arms Total conviction filled the lint in his nearly black eyes that bordered on madness He swept those eyes over her, and she stiffened her knees He made the most rabid Whitecloak she had ever seen appear mild Those fellows in the alley were only a pale imitation of their ht of the Lord Dragon, abandoning sin and flesh?"

"I walk in the Light as best I can" She was irritated to find herself speaking as carefully as Ragan Sin? Who did he think he was?

"You are too concerned with the flesh" Mase as it swept over her red dress and the sharapped tightly around her

"And what do you anmotions, yet she could as soon have flown as stopped "Do you think you have a right to tell , she had untied the shawl and looped it over her elbows; it really was ht, for o naked, it would be none of your concern!"

Masema contemplated her bosom for a moment -- not so much as a hint of admiration lit his deep eyes, only acid contempt -- then raised that stare to her face Uno’s real eye and painted an winced, surelyto hiuarding her tongue For perhaps the first ti herfirst If this , with only a jackfool excuse of a trial, as he not capable of? She thought she was angry enough to channel

But if she did If Moghedien or any Black sisters were in Samara But if I don’t! She wanted very much to wrap the shawl back around her, up to her chin But not with hi in the back of her mind shouted at her not to be a complete woolhead -- only aze defiantly, even if she did have to stop herself froarments are worn to entice men, and for no other reason" She could not understand how his voice could be so fervent and so icy at the, sahts of the flesh distract the ht I have considered banning dresses that distract men’s eyes, anded until they know that only in perfect conteht can joy be found" He was not really looking at her any longer That dark burning stare looked through her, to so drink, and all places that would take the minds of people froround I frequented such places in ret their transgressions There is only the Lord Dragon and the Light! All else is illusion, a snare