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gave a grunt of satisfaction； pulled； and a length of the fence swung out like a gate。 In fact it was a gate； Rand saw； though one meant to be opened only from the other side。 The metal latch that Lan had lifted with his dagger showed that。
Moiraine went through immediately； drawing Aldieb behind her。 Lan motioned the others to follow； and brought up the rear； closing the gate behind him。
On the other side of the fence Rand found himself in the stableyard of an inn。 A loud bustle and clatter came from the building's kitchen； but what struck him was its size； it covered more than twice as much ground as the Winespring Inn； and was four stories high besides。 Well over half the windows were aglow in the deepening twilight。 He wondered at this city that could have so many strangers in it。
No sooner had they e well into the stableyard than three men in dirty canvas aprons appeared at the huge stable's broad； arched doors。 One； a wiry fellow and the only one without a manure fork in his hands； came forward waving his arms。
〃Here！ Here！ You can't e in that way！ You'll have to go round the front！〃
Lan's hand went to his purse again； but even as it did another man； as big around as Master al'Vere； came hurrying out of the inn。 Puffs of hair stuck out above his ears； and his sparkling white apron was as good as a sign proclaiming him the innkeeper。
〃It's all right； Mutch；〃 the newer said。 〃It's all right。 These folk are expected guests。 Take care of their horses； now。 Good care。〃
Mutch sullenly knuckled his forehead； then motioned his two panions to e help。 Rand and the others hurriedly got their saddlebags and blanketrolls down while the innkeeper turned to Moiraine。 He gave her a deep bow； and spoke with a genuine smile。
〃Wele； Mistress Alys。 Wele。 It's good to be seeing you； you and Master Andra； both。 Very good。 Your fine conversation has been missed。 Yes； it has。 I must say I worried； you going downcountry and all。 Well； I mean； at a time like this； with the weather all crazy and wolves howling right up to the walls in the night。〃 Abruptly he slapped both hands against his round belly and shook his head。 〃Here I go on like this； chattering away； instead of taking you inside。 e。 e。 Hot meals and warm beds； that's what you'll be wanting。 And the best in Baerlon are right here。 The very best。 〃
〃And hot baths； too； I trust； Master Fitch？〃 Moiraine said； and Egwene echoed her fervently。 〃Oh； yes。〃
〃Baths？〃 the innkeeper said。 〃Why； just the best and the hottest in Baerlon。 e。 Wele to the Stag and Lion。 Wele to Baerlon。〃
Chapter 14
The Stag and Lion
Inside； the inn was every bit as busy as the sounds ing from it had indicated and more。 The party from Emond's Field followed Master Fitch through the back door； soon weaving around and between a constant stream of men and women in long aprons； platters of food and trays of drink held high。 The bearers murmured quick apologies when they got in anyone's way； but they never slowed by a step。 One of the men took hurried orders from Master Fitch and disappeared at a run。
〃The inn is near full； I'm afraid；〃 the innkeeper told Moiraine。 〃Almost to the rafters。 Every inn in the town is the same。 With the winter we just had 。。。 well； as soon as it cleared enough for them to get down out of the mountains we were inundated … yes； that's the word … inundated by men from the mines and smelters； all telling the most horrible tales。 Wolves； and worse。 The kind of tales men tell when they've been cooped up all winter。 I can't think there's anyone left up there at all； we have that many here。 But never fear。 Things may be a little crowded； but I'll do my best by you and Master Andra。 And your friends； too； of course。〃 He glanced curiously once or twice at Rand and the others； except for Thom their clothes named them country folk； and Thom's gleeman's cloak made him a strange traveling panion as well for 〃Mistress Alys〃 and 〃Master Andra〃。 〃I will do my best； you may rest assured。〃
Rand stared at the bustle around them and tried to avoid being stepped on； though none of the help really seemed to be in any danger of that。 He kept thinking of how Master al'Vere and his wife tended the Winespring Inn with sometimes a little assistance from their daughters。
Mat and Perrin craned their necks in interest toward the mon room； from which rolled a wave of laughter and singing and jovial shouting whenever the wide door at the end of the hall swung open。 Muttering about finding out the news； the Warder grimly disappeared through that swinging door； swallowed by a wave of merriment。
Rand wanted to follow him； but he wanted a bath even more。 He could have done with people and laughing right then； but the mon room would appreciate his presence more when he was clean。 Mat and Perrin apparently felt the same； Mat was scratching surreptitiously。
〃Master Fitch；〃 Moiraine said； 〃I understand there are Children of the Light in Baerlon。 Is there likely to be trouble？〃
〃Oh； never you worry about them； Mistress Alys。 They're up to their usual tricks。 Claim there's an Aes Sedai in the town。〃 Moiraine lifted an eyebrow； and the innkeeper spread his plump hands。 〃Don't you worry。 They've tried it before。 There's no Aes Sedai in Baerlon； and the Governor knows it。 The Whitecloaks think if they show an Aes Sedai； some woman they claim is an Aes Sedai； people will let all of them inside the walls。 Well； I suppose some would。 Some would。 But most people know what the Whitecloaks are up to； and they support the Governor。 No one wants to see some harmless old woman hurt just so the Children can have an excuse for whipping up a frenzy。〃
〃I am glad to hear it；〃 Moiraine said dryly。 She put a hand on the innkeeper's arm。 〃Is Min still here？ I wish to talk with her； if she is。〃
Master Fitch's answer was lost to Rand in the arrival of attendants to lead them to the baths。 Moiraine and Egwene vanished behind a plump woman with a ready smile and an armload of towels。 The gleeman and Rand and his friends found themselves following a slight； dark…haired fellow； Ara by name。
Rand tried asking Ara about Baerlon； but the man barely said two words together except to say Rand had a funny accent； and then the first sight of the bath chamber drove all thoughts of talk right out of Rand's head。 A dozen tall； copper bathtubs sat in a circle on the tiled floor； which sloped down slightly to a drain in the center of the big stonewalled room。 A thick towel； neatly folded； and a large cake of yellow soap sat on a stool behind each tub； and big black iron cauldrons of water stood heating over fires along one wall。 On the opposite wall logs blazing in a deep fireplace added to the general warmth。
〃Almost as good as the Winespring Inn back home；〃 Perrin said loyally； if not exactly with a great attention to truth。
Thom barked a laugh； and Mat sniggered； 〃Sounds like we brought a Coplin with us and didn't know it。〃
Rand shrugged out of his cloak and stripped off his clothes while Ara filled four of the copper tubs。 None of the others was far behind Rand in choosing a bathtub。 Once their clothes were all in piles on the stools； Ara brought them each a large bucket of hot water and a dipper。 That done； he sat on a stool by the door； leaning back against the wall with his arms crossed； apparently lost in his own thoughts。
There was little in the way of conversation while they lathered and sluiced away a week of grime with dippers of steaming water。 Then it was into the tubs for a long soak； Ara had made the water hot enough that settling in was a slow process of luxuriant sighs。 The air in the room went from warm to misty and hot。 For a long time there was no sound except the occasional long； relaxing exhalation as tight muscles loosened and a chill that they had e to think permanent was drawn out of their bones。
〃Need anything else？〃 Ara asked suddenly。 He did not have much room to talk about people's accents； he and Master Fitch both sounded as if they had a mouth full of mush。 〃More towels？ More hot water？〃
〃Nothing；〃 Thom said in his reverberant voice。 Eyes cl