goddess, your acolyte returned as she spoke. He can relate her message in her own words. The substance was that the immortal gods are displeased with our unhappy city, that they have chosen you to be our calde, and that all who resist you must perish. My own men-'
As if on cue, there was a knock at the door; the trooper opened it to admit his comrade.
'These men,' the captain continued, 'were ready to kill me if I insisted we carry out our orders, My Calde. I had no intention of doing so, however, you may be sure.'
Silk received this in silence. When the captain had finished speaking, Silk pulled on his red tunic.
The trooper who had just come in glanced at his captain; he nodded, and the trooper said, 'Everybody can see there's something wrong. Pas is holding back the rain, and there's all this heat. One crop after another's failing. My father had a good big pond, but we pumped it dry to water the corn. Now it's stayed dry all summer, and he was lucky to get ten quintals.'
The captain cocked his head toward the trooper who had spoken as if to say you see the difficulties with which I must deal. 'There is talk of digging canals from the lake, My Calde, but it will take years. Meanwhile the skies are locked against us, and every manteion in the city is silent except yours. Long before the goddess spoke, it was clear that the gods are displeased witli us. Many of us feel that it is equally obvious why. Are you aware. My Calde, that people all over the city have been chalking 'Silk for Calde' on walls?'
Silk nodded.
'Tonight my men and I have been doing a bit of chalking of our own. We write, 'Silk is Calde.' '
Crane chuckled dryly. 'They mean the same thing, don't they, Captain? 'Silk will be killed if caught.' '
'Let us be grateful that it has not occurred, Doctor.'
'I'm grateful, I can tell you that.' Crane threw aside his sweat-soaked sheet. 'But gratitude won't get the calde into theJuzgado. Can you suggest a place where we could hide until that's attended to?'
'I'm not going to hide,' Silk told him. 'I'm going back to my manteion.'
Crane's eyebrow went up, and the captain stared.
'In the first place, because I want to consult the gods. In the second, because I have to tell everyone that we must overthrow the Ayuntamiento by peaceful means, if we can.'
The captain stood up. 'But you agree that it must be overthrown, don't you, My Calde? Peacefully if it can be done peacefully, but by force if force is required?'
Silk hesitated.
'Remember Iolar,' Crane muttered.
'All right,' Silk said at last. 'New councillors must replace those presently in the Ayuntamiento, but it's to be accomplished without bloodshed if possible. You three have indicated that you're ready to fight for me. Are you ready to accompany me to my manteion as well? If some- one comes to arrest me, you can tell them I'm under arrest already, just as you were going to do here. You might say you returned me to my manteion so I could collect my belongings. A courtesy like that, extended to an augur, wouldn't be out of place, would it?'
'It will be very dangerous, My Calde,' the captain said grimly.
'Anything we do will be dangerous, Captain. What about you, Doctor?'
'Here I shaved my beard, and you're going to go back to the quarter where everybody knows you.'
'You can begin on a new one today.'
'Then how could I refuse?' Crane grinned. 'There's no way to get rid of me, Calde. You couldn't scrape me off of your shoes.'
'I was hoping you'd say something like that. Captain, have you been searching for me all night? That's what it sounded like.'
'Since the goddess favored us, My Calde. First in the city, then here because your acolyte said you'd gone here.'
'Then all three of you ought to have something to eat before we leave, and so should Doctor Crane and I. Could you send one of your troopers down to wake up the inn- keeper? Tell him we'll pay for everything, but we must eat and go as soon as possible.'
A look sent one of the troopers hurrying out.
Crane asked, 'Do you have a floater?'
The captain's face fell. 'Only horses. One must be a colonel at least to authorize a floater. My Calde, it might be possible to commandeer a floater for you here. I will make the attempt.'
Silk said, 'Don't be ridiculous. A floater for your prisoner! I'll walk in front of your horse with my hands tied. Isn't that how you do it?'
Reluctantly, the captain nodded. 'However-'
Crane sputtered, 'He's lame! You must've noticed it. He has a broken ankle. He can't possibly walk from here to Viron.'
'There is a Guard post here, My Calde. I could procure an additional horse there, perhaps.'
Recalling his ride to Blood's villa with Auk, Silk said, 'Donkeys. It must be possible to rent donkeys here, and I can have Horn or one of the other boys bring them back. An augur and a man of the doctor's age might be permitted to ride donkeys, I'd think.'
The first gray light of shadeup had filled the streets of Limna before they were ready to leave. Silk was still murmuring the morning prayer to High Hierax as he mounted the young white donkey one of the troopers held for him, and put his hands behind his back for the other to tie.
'I'll make this real loose, Calde,' the trooper told him apologetically. 'Loose enough so it won't hurt, and you can shake it off whenever you want to.'
Silk nodded without interrupting his prayer. It seemed strange to pray now in a red tunic, though he had frequently prayed in colored clothes before he entered the schola. He would change at the manse, he told himself; he would put on a clean tunic and his best robe. He was a poor speaker (in his own estimation), and people would make fun of him if he wasn't habited like an augur. There would have to be a lot of people, tooAs many as he and the three sibyls-and, yes, of course, the students from the palaestra-could get together. When he spoke... In the manteicm or outside? When he spoke, he-
The captain had mounted his prancing charger. 'If you are ready, My Calde?'
Silk nodded. 'It's occurred to me that you might easily turn this pretended arrest into a real one, Captain. If you do, you'll have nothing to fear from me-or from the gods, I believe.'
'Hierax have my bones if I intend any such treachery, My Calde. You may take the reins whenever you wish.' Though Silk could not recall kicking it, his donkey was ambling forward. After a moment's reflection, he concluded that the trooper who had tied his hands had probably prodded it from behind.
Crane was studying the black cloud banks rolling across the lake. 'Going to be a dark day.' He urged his donkey forward to keep up with Silk's. 'The first one in quite a while. At least we won't have to fry on these things in the sun.'
Silk asked how long he thought the ride would take. 'On these? Four hours, minimum. Don't donkeys ever run?'
'I saw one run across a meadow when I was a boy,' Silk said. 'Of course it had no man on its back.'
'That fellow just finished tying my hands, and my nose itches already.'
They trotted up Shore Street, past theJuzgado in which the helpful woman who had admired Oreb had mentioned Scylla's shrine and the Pilgrims' Way, past Advocate Vulpes's gaudy signboard with its scarlet fox. Vulpes would wonder why he had not given the captain his card, Silk thought-assuming that Vulpes saw him and recognized him in his new clothes. Vulpes would protest that criminals arrested in Limna should not be returned to the city to deprive them of his services.
Vulpes's card had been lost with so many other things when he had been searched-with his keys to the mante- ion, now that he came to think of them. Possibly Lemur, who had gotten Hyacinth's needler, the azoth, and his gammadion and beads from Councillor Potto, had taken Vulpes's card as well, though it would do Lemur no good in the court to which he had gone. . . .
Silk looked up, and Limna had vanished behind them. The road wound among low, sandy hills that must have been islets and shallows even when the lake was much larger. He turned in his saddle for a final glimpse of the village, but behind the captain and the two troopers on their horses saw only the steely blue waters of the lake.
'This must be about the time Chenille used to arrive as a child,' he told Crane. 'She used to look for the
