ahead of him； and tried again to take it when he dropped outside； but Mat snatched it up with a quick； 〃It isn't even scratched；〃 and scampered up the alley。
More shouts rose from the house they had just left； a woman screamed； and someone began tolling a gong。
I will e back for her。 Somehow。 Rand sped after the others as fast as he could。
Chapter 46
（Ruby…Hilted Dagger）
To e Out of the Shadow
Nynaeve and the others heard distant shouts as they approached the buildings where the damane were housed。 The crowds were beginning to pick up； and there was a nervousness to the people in the street； an extra quickness to their step； an extra wariness in the way they glanced past Nynaeve； in her lightning…paneled dress； and the woman she held by a silver leash。
Shifting her bundle nervously； Elayne peered toward the noise of shouts； one street over； where the golden hawk clutching lightning rippled in the wind。 〃What is happening？〃
〃Nothing to do with us；〃 Nynaeve said firmly。
〃You hope；〃 Min added。 〃And so do I〃 She increased her pace； hurrying up the steps ahead of the others； and disappeared inside the tall stone house。
Nynaeve shortened her grip on the leash。 〃Remember； Seta； you want us to make it through this safely as much as we do。〃
〃I do；〃 the Seanchan woman said fervently。 She kept her chin on her chest； to hide her face。 〃I will cause you no trouble； I swear。〃
As they turned up the gray stone steps； a sul'dam and a damane appeared at the head of the stairs； ing down as they went up。 After one glance to make sure the woman in the collar was not Egwene； Nynaeve did not look at them again。 She used the a'dam to keep Seta close by her side； so if the damane sensed the ability to channel in one of them； she would think it was Seta。 She felt sweat trickling down her spine； though； until she realized they were paying her no more attention than she gave them。 All they saw was a dress with lightning panels and a gray dress； the women wearing them linked by the silver length of an a'dam。 Just another Leash Holder with a Leashed One； and a local girl hurrying along behind with a bundle belonging to the sul'dam。
Nynaeve pushed open the door； and they went in。
Whatever the excitement beneath Turak's banner； it did not extend here； not yet。 There were only women moving about in the entry hall； all easily placed by their dress。 Three gray…dressed damane； with sul'dam wearing the bracelets。 Two women in dresses paneled with forked lightning stood talking； and three crossed the hall alone。 Four dressed like Min； in plain dark woolens； hurried on their way with trays。
Min stood waiting down the entry hall when they went in； she glanced at them once； then started deeper into the house。 Nynaeve guided Seta down the hall after Min； with Elayne scurrying along in their wake。 No one gave them a second glance； it seemed to Nynaeve； but she thought the trickle of sweat down her backbone might bee a river soon。 She kept Seta moving quickly so no one would have a chance for a good look … or worse； a question。 With her eyes fixed on her toes； Seta needed so little urging that Nynaeve thought she would have been running if not for the physical restraint of the leash。
Near the back of the house； Min took a narrow stairs that spiraled upwards。 Nynaeve pushed Seta up it ahead of her； all the way to the fourth floor。 The ceilings were low； there； the halls empty and silent except for the soft sounds of weeping。 Weeping seemed to fit the air of the chilly halls。
〃This place 。。。〃 Elayne began； then shook her head。 〃It feels 。。。〃
〃Yes； it does；〃 Nynaeve said grimly。 She glared at Seta； who kept her face down。 A pallor of fear made the Seanchan woman's skin paler than it was normally。
Wordlessly； Min opened a door and went in； and they followed。 The room beyond had been divided into smaller rooms by roughly made wooden walls； with a narrow hallway running to a window。 Nynaeve crowded after Min as she hurried to the last door on the right and pushed in。
A slender； dark…haired girl in gray sat at a small table with her head resting on folded arms； but even before she looked up； Nynaeve knew it was Egwene。 A ribbon of shining metal ran from the silver collar around Egwene's neck to a bracelet hanging on a peg on the wall。 Her eyes widened at the sight of them； her mouth working silently。 As Elayne closed the door； Egwene gave a sudden giggle； and pressed her hands to her mouth to stifle it。 The tiny room was more than crowded with all of them in it。
〃I know I'm not dreaming；〃 she said in a quivering voice； 〃because if I was dreaming； you'd be Rand and Galad on tall stallions。 I have been dreaming。 I thought Rand was here。 I couldn't see him； but I thought 。。。〃 Her voice trailed off。
〃If you'd rather wait for them 。。。〃 Min said dryly。
〃Oh； no。 No； you are all beautiful； the most beautiful thing I've ever seen。 Where did you e from？ How did you do it？ That dress； Nynaeve； and the a'dam； and who is 。。。〃 She gave an abrupt squeak。 〃That's Seta。 How 。。。 ？〃 Her voice hardened so that Nynaeve barely recognized it。 〃I'd like to put her in a pot of boiling water。〃 Seta had her eyes squeezed shut； and her hands clutched her skirts； she was trembling。
〃What have they done to you？〃 Elayne exclaimed。 〃What could they do to make you want something like that？〃
Egwene never took her eyes off the Seanchan woman。 〃I'd like to make her feel it。 That's what she did to me； made me feel like I was neck deep in 。。。〃 She shuddered。 〃You do not know what it is like wearing one of these； Elayne。 You don't know what they can do to you。 I can never decide whether Seta is worse than Renna； but they're all hateful。〃
〃I think I know；〃 Nynaeve said quietly。 She could feel the sweat soaking Seta's skin； the cold tremors that shook her limbs： The yellow…haired Seanchan was terrified。 It was all she could do not to make Seta's terrors e true then and there。
〃Can you take this off of me？〃 Egwene asked； touching the collar。 〃You must be able to if you could put that one on … 〃
Nynaeve channeled； a pinpoint trickle。 The collar on Egwene's neck provided anger enough； and if it had not； Seta's fear； the knowledge of how deserved it truly was； and her own knowledge of what she wanted to do to the woman； would have done it。 The collar sprang open and fell away from Egwene's throat。 With an expression of wonder； Egwene touched her neck。
〃Put on my dress and coat；〃 Nynaeve told her。 Elayne was already unbundling the clothes on the bed。 〃We will walk out of here； and no one will even notice you。〃 She considered holding her contact with saidar … she was certainly angry enough； and it felt so wonderful … but； reluctantly； she let it go。 This was the one place in Falme where there was no chance of a sul'dam and damane ing to investigate if they sensed someone channeling； but they would certainly do so if a damane saw a woman she thought was a sul'dam with the glow of channeling around her。 〃I don't know why you aren't gone already。 Alone here； even if you could not figure out how to get that thing off you； you could have just picked it up and run。〃
As Min and Elayne hurriedly helped her change into Nynaeve's old dress； Egwene explained about moving the bracelet from where a sul'dam left it； and how channeling made her sick unless a sul'dam wore the bracelet。 Just that morning she had discovered how the collar could be opened without the Power … and found that touching the catch with the intention of opening it made her hand knot into uselessness。 She could touch it as much as she wanted so long as she did not think of undoing the catch； the merest hint of that； though； and 。。。Nynaeve felt sick herself。 The bracelet on her wrist made her sick。 It was too horrible。 She wanted it off her wrist before she learned more about a'dam； before she perhaps learned something that would make her feel soiled forever for having worn it。
Unfastening the silver cuff； she pulled it loose； snapped it closed； and hung it on one of the pegs。 〃Don't think that means you can shout for help now。〃 She shook a fist