He laughed then.
“Pardon me. Better than I served you.”
I chuckled, sipped my drink.
“It would be tricky,” I said. “Of course I like the idea. But I am not too certain that you could ever enjoy his trust. It would seem too obvious a ploy on my part.”
“Damn politics! That is not what I meant! Soldiering is all that I know, and I love Avalon!”
“I believe you. But would he?”
“With only one arm he will be needing a good man about. He could—”
I began to laugh and restrained myself quickly, for the sound of laughter seems to carry for a good distance. Also, Ganelon‘s feelings were involved.
“I am sorry,” I said. “Excuse me, please. You do not understand. You do not really understand who it was we talked with in the tent that night. He may have seemed an ordinary man to you—a handicapped one, at that. But this is not so. I fear Benedict. He is unlike any other being in Shadow or reality. He is the Master of Arms for Amber. Can you conceive of a millennium? A thousand years? Several of them? Can you understand a man who, for almost every day of a lifetime like that, has spent some time dwelling with weapons, tactics, strategies? Because you see him in a tiny kingdom, commanding a small militia, with a well-pruned orchard in his back yard, do not be deceived. All that there is of military science thunders in his head. He has often journeyed from shadow to shadow, witnessing variation after variation on the same battle, with but slightly altered circumstances, in order to test his theories of warfare. He has commanded armies so vast that you could watch them march by day after day and see no end to the columns. Although he is inconvenienced by the loss of his arm, I would not wish to fight with him either with weapons or barehanded. It is fortunate that he has no designs upon the throne, or he would be occupying it right now. If he were, I believe that I would give up at this moment and pay him homage. I fear Benedict.”
Ganelon was silent for a long while, and I took another drink, for my throat had become dry.
“I did not realize this, of course,” he said then. “I will be happy if he just lets me come back to Avalon.”
“That much he will do. I know.”
“Dara told me she had a message from him today. He has decided to cut short his stay in the field. He will probably be returning tomorrow.”
“Damn!” I said, standing. “We will have to move soon, then. I hope Doyle has that stuff ready. We must go to him in the morning and expedite matters. I want to be away from here before Benedict gets back!”
“You have the pretties then?”
“Yes.”
“May I see them?”
I undid the sack at my belt and passed it to him. He opened it and withdrew several stones, holding them in the palm of his left hand and turning them slowly with his fingertips.
“They do not look like much,” he said, “from what I can see of them in this light. Wait! There‘s a glimmer! No . . .”
“They are in the rough, of course. You are holding a fortune in your hands.”
“Amazing,” he said, dropping them back in the sack and refastening it. “It was so easy for you.”
“It was not all that easy.”
“Still, to gather a fortune so quickly seems somehow unfair.”
He passed it back.
“I will see that you are provided with a fortune when our labors are done,” I said. “That should prove some compensation, should Benedict not offer you a position.”
“Now that I know who he is, I am more determined than ever to work for him one day.”
“We will see what can be done.”
“Yes. Thank you, Corwin. How shall we work our departure?”
“I want you to go and get some rest, for I will roust you out of bed early. Star and Firedrake will take unkindly to the notion of draft duty, I fear, but we will then borrow one of Benedict‘s wagons and head into town. Before this, I will try to arrange a good smoke screen here for our orderly withdrawal. We will then hurry Doyle the jeweler about his task, obtain our cargo, and depart into Shadow as quickly as possible. The greater our head start, the more difficult it will be for Benedict to track us. If I can get half a day‘s lead into Shadow, it will be practically impossible for him.”