tg.wizardfirstrule-第34部分
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't think we want people to recognize you。 I think we need to stay away from people as much as possible； keep to the woods when we can。〃 She and Zedd both nodded their agreement。 〃We will need to find you some traveling clothes； forest garb； but there is nothing here that will fit you。 We'll have to find something on the way。 I have a hooded cloak here。 It will keep you warm for now。〃
〃Good；〃 she said smiling； 〃I'm tired of being cold； and I can tell you； a dress is not right for the woods。〃
Kahlan finished before the men and put her half…full bowl on the floor for the cat。 The cat seemed to have the same appetite as Zedd and was eating out of the bowl before she could set it down。
They discussed each item they would take； and planned how they would do without others。 There was no telling how。 long they would be gone； …but Westland was a big place； and the Midlands bigger。 Richard wished they could go to his house； since he often went on long treks and had the right kinds of provisions； but it was too big a risk。 He would rather find the things they needed elsewhere； or go without； than go back to what waited there。 He didn't know yet where they were going to cross the boundary； but he wasn't worried。 He still had until morning to think about it。 He was just relieved to know there was a way。
The cat's head came up。 He crossed half the distance to the door and stopped； back and fur rising。 Everyone noticed and fell silent。 There was firelight in the front window； but it wasn't reflecting from the hearth。 It was ing from outside。
〃I smell burning pitch；〃 Kahlan said。
In an instant the three were on their feet。 Richard grabbed the sword from the back of his chair and had it on almost before he was to his feet。 He went to look out the window； but Zedd didn't waste the time and went through the door in a rush with Kahlan in tow。 Richard got only a glimpse of torches before he hurried out after the other two。
Spread out in the long grass in front of the house was a mob of about fifty men； some carrying torches； but most carrying crude weapons； axes； pitchforks； scythes； or axe handles。 They were dressed in their work clothes。 ；Richard recognized many of the faces； good men； honest； hardworking family men。 They didn't look like good men this night； though。 They looked to be in a foul mood； their faces grim and angry。 Zedd stood in the center of the porch； hands on his skinny hips； smiling out at them； the red light from the torches making his white hair pink。
〃What's this then； boys？〃 Zedd asked。
They mumbled among themselves； and several men in front took a step or two forward。 Richard knew the one； John； who spoke for the rest。
〃There's trouble about。 Trouble caused by magic！ And you're at the bottom of it； old man！ You're a witch！〃
〃A witch？〃 Zedd asked in bewilderment。 〃A witch？〃 〃That's what I said； a witch！〃 John's dark eyes shifted to Richard and Kahlan。 〃This doesn't concern you two。 Our business is with the old man。 Leave now or you'll get the same as him。〃 Richard couldn't believe the men he knew were saying this。
Kahlan came forward； stepping in front of Zedd； the folds of her dress swirling around her legs when she stopped。 She held her fists at her sides。 〃Leave now；〃 she warned menacingly； 〃before you e to regret what you have chosen to do。〃
The mob of men looked around at each other； some smirking； some making crude ments under their breath； some laughing。 Kahlan stood her ground and stared them down。 The laughter died out。
〃So；〃 John said with a sneer； 〃two witches to take care of。〃 The men cheered and hollered； brandishing their weapons。 John's round； heavyset face smiled defiantly。
Richard stepped slowly and deliberately in front of Kahlan； putting a hand behind as he did so； forcing her and Zedd to step back。 He kept his voice calm； friendly。 〃John。 How's Sara？ I haven't seen you two for a while。〃 John didn't answer。 Richard surveyed the other faces。 〃I know many of you； know you to be good men。 This isn't something you want to do。〃 He looked back at John。 〃Take your men and go home to your families。 Please； John？〃
John pointed an axe handle at Zedd。 〃That old man's a witch！ We're going to put an end to him。〃 He pointed at Kahlan。 〃And her！ Unless you want the same； Richard； be on your way！〃 The mob yelled their agreement。 The torches sizzled and popped as they burned； and the air smelled of burning pitch and sweat。 When they realized that Richard wasn't leaving； the rabble started to push forward。
The sword was free in a blink。 The men took a step back as the metallic ringing filled the night air。 John stood in red…faced anger。 The ringing died out； and the only sound was from the burning torches。 Grumbling broke out about Richard being in with the witches。
John charged； swinging the axe handle at。 Richard as he came。 The sword flashed through the air； splintering John's weapon with a loud crack。 Only two ragged inches of the axe handle were left above his fist。 The severed piece of wood spun off into the darkness； landing somewhere with a hollow thud。
John stood frozen； one foot on the ground； one on the porch； and the point of the Sword of Truth pressed to the underside of his ample chin。 The polished blade glinted in the torchlight。 Richard； his muscles hard with restrained need； slowly bent forward and with the sword point tilted John's face up to his own。 In a voice barely more than a whisper； but so deadly cold it make John stop breathing； he said； 〃Another step； John； and your head follows。〃 John didn't move； didn't breathe。 〃Back away；〃 Richard hissed。
The man did as he was ordered； but when back with his fellows； regained his nerve。 〃You can't stop us； Richard； we're here to save our families。〃
〃From what！〃 Richard yelled。 He pointed the sword at one of the other men。 〃Frank！ When your wife was sick； wasn't it Zedd who brought her a potion that made her well？〃 He pointed the sword to another。 〃And Bill； didn't you e and ask Zedd about the rains； when they would e so you fellows could harvest your crops？〃 He whipped the sword's point back to his attacker。 〃And John； when your little girl was lost in the woods； was it not Zedd who read the clouds all night and then went out himself and found her and brought her back； safe； to you and Sara？〃 John and a few others cast their eyes downward。 Richard angrily drove the sword back into its scabbard。 〃Zedd has helped most of the men here。 He has helped heal your fevers； find lost loved ones； and freely shared anything he has with you。〃
From the back someone yelled out； 〃Only a witch could do all those things！〃
〃He has done nothing to harm a single one of you！〃 Richard paced back and forth across the porch； facing the men down。 〃He has never harmed one of you！ He's helped most of you！ Why would you want to harm a friend！〃
There was some confused grumbling for a few minutes； before they regained their conviction。 〃Most of the things he's done are magic！〃 John shouted。 〃A witch's magic！ None of our families are safe with him around！〃
Before Richard could answer； Zedd was pulling him back by his arm。 He turned to the old man's smiling face。 Zedd didn't seem to be bothered in the least。 If anything； he seemed to be enjoying himself。
〃Very impressive；〃 he whispered； 〃both of you； very impressive。 If you would； though； let me handle it from here？〃 He lifted an eyebrow； then turned to the men。 〃Gentlemen； good evening。 How nice to see you all。〃 Some of the men gave a greeting in return。 A few lifted their hats self…consciously。 〃If you would be so kind； before you dispatch me； let me talk a moment with my two friends here？〃 There were nods all around。 Zedd pulled Kahlan and Richard back a little toward the house； away from the crowd； and bent close。
〃A lesson in power； my friends。〃 He put a sticklike finger on Kahlan's nose。 〃Too little。〃 Next he put the finger on Richard's nose。 〃Too much。〃 He put the finger to his own nose； and with a twinkle in his eyes said； 〃Just right。〃 He cupped Kahlan's chin in his hand。 〃If I were to let you do this； dear one； there would be graves to be dug this night。
