She had not given up on home. Unconsciously touching the pouch at her waist, Moiraine went past Liandrin through the doorway, with a nod as if the other woman were holding the door for her. The Women's Circle back home had always looked over her shoulder because she was young, and maybe becau They had put their filthy collar on Egwene's neck, and they would put it on hers, and Elayne's, if they could.
You'll need slyer bait or finer nets to catch this fish, my son. It had the feeling of a commitment, the swearing of an oath. He would stuff our pockets with gold and heap honors on our heads. She did not move, but she seemed on the point of bouncing on her toes.
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