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〃It seems to me that a lot could be learned just by listening in。〃
〃Yes。 Dad's deck。 Brand's； my original pack； the one Random lost … Hell！ There are quite a number unaccounted for these days。 I don't know what to do about it。 Start an inventory and try some experiments； I guess。 Thanks for mentioning it。〃
He nodded and we both sipped for a while in silence。
Then； 〃What are you going to do； Corwin？〃 he asked。
〃About what？〃
〃About everything。 What do we attack now； and in what order？〃
〃My original intention was to begin tracing the black road toward its origin as soon as things were more settled here in Amber；〃 I said。 〃Now； though； I have shifted my priorities。 I want Brand returned as soon as possible； if he is still living。 If not； I want to find out what happened to him。〃
〃But will the enemy give you the breathing time？ He might be preparing a new offensive right now。〃
〃Yes； of course。 I have considered that。 I feel we have some time； since they were defeated so recently。 They will have to pull themselves together again； beef up their forces； reassess the situation in light of our new weapons。 What I have in mind for the moment is to establish a series of lookout stations along the road to give us advance warning of any new movements on their part。 Benedict has already agreed to take charge of the operation。〃
〃I wonder how much time we have。〃
I poured him another drink； as it was the only answer I could think of。
〃Things were never this plicated back in Avalon … our Avalon； I mean。〃
〃True；〃 I said。 〃You are not the only one who misses those days。 At least； they seem simpler now。〃
He nodded。 I offered him a cigarette； but he declined in favor of his pipe。 In the flamelight； he studied the Jewel of Judgment which still hung about my neck。
〃You say you can really control the weather with that thing？〃 he asked。
〃Yes；〃 I said。
〃How do you know？〃
〃I've tried it。 It works。〃
〃What did you do？〃
〃That storm this afternoon。 It was mine。〃
〃I wonder。。。〃
〃What？〃
〃I wonder what I would have done with that sort of power。 What I would do with it。〃
〃The first thing that crossed my mind；〃 I said； slapping the wall of my tomb； 〃was to destroy this place by lightning … strike it repeatedly and reduce it to rubble。 Leave no doubt in anyone's mind as to my feelings； my power。〃
〃Why didn't you？〃
〃Got to thinking about it a bit more then。 Decided … Hell！ They might really have a use for the place before too long； if I'm not smart enough or tough enough or lucky enough。 Such being the case； I tried to decide where I would like them to dump my bones。 It caught me then that this is really a pretty good spot … up high； clean； where the elements still walk naked。 Nothing in sight but rock and sky。 Stars； clouds； sun； moon； wind； rain。。。 better pany than a lot of other stiffs。 Don't know why I should have to lie beside anyone I wouldn't want next to me now； and there aren't many。〃
〃You're getting morbid； Corwin。 Or drunk。 Or both。 Bitter； too。 You don't need that。〃
〃Who the hell are you to say what I need？〃
I felt him stiffen beside me； then relax。
〃I don't know；〃 he finally said。 〃Just saying what I see。〃
〃How are the troops holding up？〃 I asked。
〃I think they are still bewildered； Corwin。 They came to fight a holy war on the slopes of heaven。 They think that's what the shooting was all about last week。 So they are happy on that count； seeing as we won。 But now this waiting； in the city。。。 They don't understand the place。 Some of the ones they thought to be enemies are now friends。 They are confused。 They know they are being kept ready for bat； but they have no idea against whom； or when。 As they have been restricted to the billets the whole time； they have not yet realized the extent to which their presence is resented by the regulars and the population at large。 They will probably be catching on fairly soon； though。 I had been waiting to raise the subject； but you've been so busy lately。。。〃
I sat smoking for a time。
Then； 〃I guess I had better have a talk with them；〃 I said。 〃Won't have a chance tomorrow； though； and something should be done soon。 I think they should be moved … to a bivouac area in the Forest of Arden。 Tomorrow； yes。 I'll locate it for you on the map when we get back。 Tell them it is to keep them close to the black road。 Tell them that another attack could e that way at any time … which is no less than the truth。 Drill them； maintain their fighting edge。 I'll e down as soon as I can and talk to them。〃
〃That will leave you without a personal force in Amber。〃
〃True。 It may prove a useful risk； though； both as a demonstration of confidence and a gesture of consideration。 Yes； I think it will turn out to be a good move。 If not。。。〃 I shrugged。
I poured and tossed another empty into my tomb。
〃By the way；〃 I said； 〃I'm sorry。〃
〃What for？〃
〃I just noticed that I am morbid and drunk and bitter。 I don't need that。〃
He chuckled and clicked his glass against my own。
〃I know；〃 he said。 〃I know。〃
So we sat there while the moon fell； till the last bottle was interred among its fellows。 We talked for a time of days gone by。 At length we fell silent and my eyes drifted to the stars above Amber。 It was good that we had e to this place； but now the city was calling me back。 Knowing my thoughts； Ganelon rose and stretched； headed for the horses。 I relieved myself beside my tomb and followed him。
Chapter 5
The Grove of the Unicorn lies in Arden to the southwest of Kolvir； near to that jutting place where the land begins its final descent into the valley called Garnath。 While Garnath had been cursed； burned； invaded； and fought through in recent years； the adjacent highlands stood unmolested。 The grove where Dad claimed to have seen the unicorn ages before and to have experienced the peculiar events which led to his adopting the beast as the patron of Amber and placing it on his coat of arms； was； as near as we could tell； a spot now but slightly screened from the long view across Garnath to the sea … twenty or thirty paces in from the upper edge of things： an asymmetrical glade where a small spring trickled from a mass of rock； formed a clear pool； brimmed into a tiny creek； made its way off toward Garnath and on down。
It was to this place that Gerard and I rode the following day； leaving at an hour that found us halfway down our trail from Kolvir before the sun skipped flakes of light across the ocean； then cast its whole bucketful against the sky。 Gerard drew rein as it was doing this。 He dismounted then and motioned to me to do the same。 I did； leaving Star and the pack horse I was leading there beside his own huge piebald。 I followed him off perhaps a dozen paces into a basin half…filled with gravel。 He halted and I came up beside him。
〃What is it？〃 I asked。
He turned and faced me and his eyes were narrow and his jaw clamped tight。 He unfastened his cloak； folded it； and placed it on the ground。 He unclapped his swordbelt and lay it atop the cloak。
〃Get rid of your blade and your cloak；〃 he said。 〃They will only get in the way。〃
I had an inkling of what was ing； and I decided I had better go along with it。 I folded my cloak； placed the Jewel of Judgment beside Grayswandir； and faced him once again。 I said only one word。
〃Why？〃
〃It has been a long time；〃 he said； 〃and you might have forgotten。〃
He came at me slowly； and I got my arms out in front of me and backed away。 He did not swing at me。 I used to be faster than he was。 We were both crouched； and he was making slow； pawing movements with his left hand； his right hand nearer to his body； twitching slightly。
If I had had to choose a place to fight with Gerard； this would not have been it。 He； of course； was aware of this。 If I had to fight with Gerard at all； I would not have chosen to do so with my hands。 I am better than Gerard with a blade or a quarterstaff。 Anything that involved speed and strategy and gave me a chance to hit him occasionally while keeping him at bay would permit me to wear him down eventually and provide openings for heavier and heavier assaults。 He； of course； was aware of this also。 That is why he had trapped me a