" 'You know the mistake, don't you?' this Kapparah said to me one night when we were by ourselves. 'The mistake is obliging Erketlis by charging up and down this Cran-forsaken wilderness. What we ought to have done was pitch camp somewhere not too far into Chalcon, somewhere where we could be sure of our supplies; burned some villages taken a few hostages and waited. If you're dealing with one of these proud-hearted, feudal heldril like Erketlis, sooner or later his people are going to start telling him it's a matter of honor to attack; "Drive the hated invader from our native soil" and all that. Then we could have fought him where we wanted, in a spot of our own

choosing. As it is, we're looking about as ridiculous as a man chasing an untrained puppy. Just what the puppy wants, of course.'

"Up and down, round and round we went, and nothing to show for it, until the men were tired out and began to lose heart and confidence. And Elvair-he didn't really give any leadership: he didn't even set the men an example of courage and endurance. He didn't see enough of them, for a start. And he didn't seem to have a plan. I've known him for years, of course, and I could tell he was jittery- he was bothered by the solitude and the casualties.

"And then at last, one night, we got what we'd really been needing all along: a bit of reliable information from a deserter-a Beklan. Kapparah actually recognized him- a fellow who'd been enslaved five years ago. This man came and told us where Erketlis was-about five miles away-and said he'd lead us there. He was perfectly genuine-there wasn't any doubt about that at all.

" 'Well,' I said to Elvair, 'my men'll be ready in twenty minutes-less, if I've got anything to do with it. I'll get straight back to them now.' And do you know, Maia, he looked up at me-he was sitting at a trestle table in his tent-and he said 'I think this needs careful planning, don't you? We'll have an officers' meeting first thing in the morning.'

" 'For holy Cran's sake!' I said. 'How long d'you think it's going to take Erketlis to realize his man's missing, and where he must have gone? Every blasted minute's precious!' I said. 'Why, he may be off already!'

" 'Oh, no, I don't think so,' says Elvair. 'We'll sleep on it, that'll be best.'

"I knew then, Maia: I realized-well, I don't know any other way of putting it-I realized he was no good. He'd been offered Erketlis's head on a plate and he'd convinced himself-he really had, as far as I could see-that he was acting responsibly and doing the right thing. I tried to reason with him: I tried all I knew and at last he said, 'I'm sorry, Shenda, this is my decision, not yours, and I'm afraid I'll have to give you an order. Don't discuss it any more.'

"The next day we went after Erketlis and of course he'd gone: and I'm as good as certain that in his own mind Elvair was relieved.

"Well, you've heard-at least, I suppose you have, haven't you? In the end we fell back on to the Thettit-Ikat

road, after losing something like a hundred and eighty men. And then at last we found that Erketlis was doing what we'd been praying for all along. He was offering a battle-yes, after a forced march through country which had worn us to shreds. He'd got south of us and was blocking the road; waiting for us on open ground.

"It must have been about a couple of hours after noon, I suppose. We weren't harassed at all as we approached. We deployed about half a mile away and came forward in line. They had their center right across the highway. There was a bit of a slope in their favor and they obviously had a few more men, but that was all. You could see Erketlis- there was no mistaking him-talking to his men and giving encouragement, and they were all shouting back and banging on their shields.

"Kapparah was in command on our right and there was no holding him. He went straight into them without waiting for orders, even. I was in the center, with Elvair, and we must have been about two hundred-well,' say three hundreds-yards from the enemy when I saw that we were being attacked from behind on the left. It was Elleroth of Sarkid, with his band of home-made freebooters-volunteers-whatever he calls them. They'd lain down in a hollow, behind some bales of straw, until we'd passed them. Well, they took us a bit by surprise and drove in our left more than I really cared about, but it wasn't a patch on Kapparah. He'd beaten his lot all to blazes-you could see them actually running away-almost the whole of the enemy's left wing.

"Elvair had halted the center and was just standing there, watching. I said 'Go on, Elvair! Go on! We've got them!'

" 'Oh,' he said, 'our left-our left's not secure. I think it's a bit risky, don't you?'

" 'For basting Shakkarn's sake!' I said (sorry, Maia). 'If we don't pile in now we'll lose our best chance! Their left's collapsed! Lead the men in-or tell Ta-Kominion to lead them in-or I'll do it-anything! Only we must get on with it!'

"So then he went out in front of the men and gave the order to charge. We were running towards them side by side, he and I, with everyone yelling behind us, keen as knives. And we must have been about-oh-thirty yards from the enemy, I suppose, when suddenly Elvair stopped dead in his tracks. And then-well, Maia, I'm afraid I

can't put it any other way-he simply turned round and ran back through our own front rank.

"Everyone saw it, and of course everyone wondered what on earth could have happened. A moment later we closed with the enemy and there was some pretty nasty fighting for a bit and I got this, incidentally" (he touched his leg), "but the real sting had gone out of our attack because the men were completely bewildered-no one knew, now, what the hell was supposed to be going on. Kapparah was cutting his way in towards us and he actually got through and joined up with us, but by that time our attack had just fizzled out for want of leadership. Erketlis had lost quite a few men-especially on the left-but so had we; and of course the trouble was that he was still there, where he'd been to begin with, blocking the road. We hadn't shifted him.

"The officers all wanted to go in again, but once an attack like that's failed, you know, it's very dificult to get the men to renew it. And it couldn't have been more conspicuous, you see, what Elvair'd done. You couldn't disguise it, you couldn't gloss it over. We went back about a quarter of a mile and hung about and argued. The enemy never moved: I reckon they must have been too tired for Erketlis to risk a counter-attack. Kapparah was crazy to have another go, but Elvair'd got nothing to say to it and there was no one else who had any recognized authority or standing, you see. And then the Tonildans started muttering and saying it was only forty miles to Thettit and what were they waiting for-oh, Maia, to tell you the truth I'd rather not go on! In the end we just sort of drifted off the field. And that was the most shameful thing I've ever seen."

"Well, all I can say is-" began Maia; but Shend-Lador had not done.

"We retreated a few miles and camped for the night. They didn't pursue us. Erketlis had got what he wanted; Ikat; because we hadn't stopped him. And yet we'd had him as good as beat! He'd taken a risk and it wouldn't have come off, if only-" Shend-Lador drove his fist into his palm.

"The captains met next day and deposed Elvair. There'd have been no holding the men otherwise. I said I'd go back to Bekla with him-I was no use with this leg anyway, you see. The army fell back into Lapan and Kapparah took

over the command. He'll have handed over to Kembri by now."

He helped himself to a lump of thrilsa. After a moment, nibbling, he smiled and winked at Maia. "Never mind; they say Lespa dreams it all, don't they? Poor girl must be just about tossing and turning in her sleep by now, I should think. I wish she'd wake up for a piss: I've had about enough of this particular dream, and that's a fact."