鏃跺厜涔嬭疆 The Great Hunt_114

other worked to unfasten the belt. Ingtar and the others waited respectfully. With a last glance at Rand, she left, head held like a queen.
"A hard woman," Ingtar muttered, then seemed surprised that he had spoken. "What happened here, Rand al'Thor?"
Rand shook his head. "I don't know, except that Fain escaped somehow. And hurt Egwene and Mat doing it. I saw the guardroom"-he shuddered-"but in here . . . . Whatever it was, Ingtar, it scared that fellow bad enough that he hung himself. I think the other one's gone mad from seeing it."
"We are all going mad tonight."
"The Fade . . . you killed it?"
"No!" Ingtar slammed his sword into its sheath; the hilt stuck up above his right shoulder. He seemed angry and ashamed at the same time. "It's out of the keep by now, along with the rest of what we could not kill. "
"At least you're alive, Ingtar. That Fade killed seven men!"
"Alive? Is that so important?" Suddenly Ingtar's face was no longer angry, but tired and full of pain. "We had it in our hands,coach factory outlet canada. In our hands! And we lost it, Rand. Lost it!" He sounded as if he could not believe what he was saying.
"Lost what,cheap foamposites?" Rand asked.
"The Horn! The Horn of Valere. It's gone, chest and all."
"But it was in the strongroom. "
"The strongroom was looted," Ingtar said wearily. "They did not take much, except for the Horn. What they could stuff in their pockets. I wish they had taken everything else and left that. Ronan is dead, and the watchmen he had guarding the strongroom." His voice became quiet,Link. "When I was a boy, Ronan held Jehaan Tower with twenty men against a thousand Trollocs. He did not go down easily, though,pink foamposites. The old man had blood on his dagger. No man can ask more than that." He was silent for a moment. "They came in through the Dog Gate, and left the same way. We put an end to fifty or more, but too many escaped. Trollocs! We've never before had Trollocs inside the keep. Never!"
"How could they get in through the Dog Gate, Ingtar? One man could stop a hundred there. And all the gates were barred." He shif