The cuts he had from Turak burned, but there was nothing to be done for them now. What happened in that room? He realized suddenly that for him, the Fade, or even that room, was preferable to thinking about what Moiraine might have sent him. The Amyrlin Seat grimaced. Mat tossed the dice back into the semicircle as he stepped out, and one of the men called, Here, southlander, you can't quit while you're winning.
He thought that he had a right to be nervous. Begging your pardon, Lord Rand, but I think not. As soon as he was out of sight of the salley gate, he began to run again. Gathering itself, the thing bounded toward him down the stream in great, splashing leaps.
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