Название: The Redemption of Althalus
Автор: David Eddings
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Историческая фантастика
isbn: 9780007375097
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‘Do what?’
‘Call up that wind that’s melting all the snow.’
‘I don’t tamper with the weather, Althalus. Deiwos doesn’t like it when we do that.’
‘If we don’t tell him, maybe he won’t notice. We’re already cheating, Em. What’s one more little cheat? Maybe we should work on that a bit. You teach me how to use the Book, and I’ll teach you how to lie, cheat, and steal.’ He grinned at her.
‘That isn’t funny, Althalus!’ she flared.
‘I sort of liked it. How about a little wager on which of us can corrupt the other first?’
‘Never mind.’
‘Corruption’s a lot of fun, Em. Are you sure you wouldn’t like to try it?’
‘You stop that!’
‘Think it over, Em, and let me know if you change your mind.’
They were both edgy for the next week while they waited for the spring runoff to subside. Then, after the mountain streams had returned to their banks, Althalus gathered up his weapons and they made ready to leave.
He pulled his cloak over his shoulders and looked around. ‘I guess that’s everything,’ he said. ‘I’m going to miss this place. It’s the first time I’ve ever had a permanent home. Do you think we’ll be able to come back some day?’
‘I think so, yes. Shall we leave?’
He picked her up, reached back and spread the hood of his cloak. ‘Why don’t you ride back there, Em?’ he suggested. ‘Once we get outside, I might need to have both hands free in a hurry.’
‘All right,’ her voice murmured in his head. She crawled up over his shoulder and down into the bag-like hood. ‘This should work out just fine.’
‘Will other people be able to see you when we get outside?’
‘If we want them to. If we don’t, they won’t.’
He looked at the curved wall and saw that she’d put the door back.
‘No questions or comments?’ Her silent voice sounded disappointed.
‘Oh, I’m sorry, Em. How’s this?’ He threw himself back in an exaggerated posture of amazement. ‘Astonishing!’ he exclaimed. ‘There seems to be a hole in that wall! And somebody even covered that hole with a door! Would you fancy that?’
She hissed in his ear.
He laughed, opened the door, and started down the stairs. ‘Don’t forget to turn out the lights,’ he said as they went on down.
He remembered something as they were crossing the drawbridge. ‘This might not mean anything, Em,’ he said, ‘but I’ll tell you anyway, since you always seem to tie your tail in a knot when I mention something that doesn’t seem very important. There was some kind of animal following me when I first came here. I never saw it, but I could definitely hear the silly thing.’
‘What did it sound like?’
‘It was a sort of wailing sound, but not quite like the howl of a wolf. I heard it off and on all the way here.’
‘A kind of despairing scream? The kind of cry a man might make if he’d just fallen off a cliff?’
‘That comes close. It wasn’t a man, though.’
‘No, it probably wasn’t.’
‘Should I have hidden so that I could get a look at it?’
‘You wouldn’t have really wanted to see that creature. It’s something that Ghend sent to follow you, to make sure you were doing what he wanted you to do.’
‘Ghend and I are going to have a little talk about that one of these days. Will that thing still be waiting out there on the other side of the bridge?’
‘It might be. There’s not much we can do about it if it is.’
‘I could chase it down and kill it.’
‘You can’t kill it. It’s a spirit. Is killing always your first answer to every problem?’
‘Not every problem, Em, but I can kill things – or people – when the situation calls for it, and I don’t get all weepy about it. It’s part of the business I’m in. If I do my job right, I don’t have to kill anybody, but if something goes wrong – ah, well.’
‘You’re a terrible person, Althalus.’
‘Yes, I know. Isn’t that why you hired me?’
‘Hired?’
‘You want something done, and you want me to do it for you. One of these days before long we’ll have to discuss my wages.’
‘Wages?’
‘I don’t work for nothing, Em. That’s unprofessional.’ He continued on across the bridge, his spear at the ready.
‘You want gold, I suppose?’ she asked in an accusatory tone.
‘Oh, gold’s all right, I suppose, but I’d really rather get paid in love. Love can’t be counted, so it’s probably even more valuable than gold.’
‘You’re confusing me, Althalus.’
‘I was trying hard enough.’
‘You’re teasing me, aren’t you?’
‘Would I do that? Me? Little old loveable me?’
They reached the other side of the bridge, and Althalus stopped, listening intently for the wailing sound of Ghend’s sentinel, but the forest and mountains remained silent. ‘It must have gotten bored,’ he said.
‘Maybe,’ her voice murmured dubiously.
He turned to take one last look at the House, but it wasn’t there any more. ‘Did you do that?’he demanded.
‘No, it takes care of that itself. You were able to see it when you came here because you were supposed to. Nobody else needs to see it, so they can’t. Let’s go to Arum, pet,’ she said. Then she stirred around inside the bag-like hood of his cloak until she was comfortable and went to sleep.
They covered about fifteen miles that day, traveling along the brink of the precipice Althalus still thought of as the edge of the world, despite the frozen glaciers that now loomed off to the north. As evening approached, they took shelter in a clump of stunted trees, and Althalus built a fire. Then Emmy provided him with the words that produced bread and a roasted chicken.
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