amc.masterharperofpern-第50节
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Groghe was drawing Sucho with him towards the cot； where several more figures had appeared in the doorway。 Groghe was initiating pleasantries； and Robinton heard the grumbles of answers。
〃I do hope that we will not put you out for our dinner。 We have our own provisions；〃 Robinton said。 〃A nice plump wherry that I took off its branch this morning。〃 He patted the carcass； which he had fastened to the back of his saddle。
〃How'd you get it？〃 one of the sons asked； peering at the beheaded avian。
〃Knife throw；〃 Robinton said indifferently。 It wouldn't hurt to suggest that he was proficient with a blade。 He was； but it bore repeating with these rough…living folk。 Tortole was taller than he； and massive。 His sons； while younger； were no less substantial。 It amused him that the herders looked equally able to take care of themselves； which probably contributed to the stand…off。
〃And you a harper？〃 The son sounded surprised。
〃Oh； I have to travel long distances on my own；〃 Robinton said as they reached the forester's cot。 He nodded pleasantly to the three women who came out； their curiosity getting the better of their shyness。
〃Hunting's necessary from time to time。〃 He gave a courteous bow to the oldest of the women； dressed in rough skin pants and clearly embarrassed to have a visitor。 〃I have begged shelter from your spouse。 And bring this to add to the supper pot。〃 He bowed again as he handed over the wherry。
She opened and closed her mouth several times without getting a sound out。
One of the others took it from her； examining it with a knowledgeable eye； and managed a grin。 〃Young and fresh。 Thanks； Harper。〃 She nudged the other； who was too surprised to respond to his smiles in any way。 〃It'll do just fine。 If these louts would do more hunting instead of herding； we'd not take yours from you。〃 She gave the men a withering smile and then； grabbing the old woman by the arm and prodding the other with the wherry carcass in her hand； she propelled them all into the cot。
〃I'll get the loft ready for you； Harper；〃 one of the lads said； remembering the duties of hosting。
〃I'll do your mount。 Ruathan； isn't it？〃 the other said； taking the reins from Robinton's hand and casting an approving eye over the runner。
〃I'll just。。。 take my things；〃 Robinton said； slipping open the knot which tied the saddlebags and grabbing them and his guitar。
〃You'll play for us this evening？〃 the first lad asked； eyes glinting with hope。
〃I said I will。 And I will。 On the post so both〃 … and he paused for emphasis … 〃can enjoy。〃
The cot； while somewhat primitive； was larger inside than it looked from outside。 The main room was obviously where most interior work was done； but it was separated into sections： one for the women's tasks； another for the men's； with an eating area and well…made chairs set near the good…sized fireplace。 There were rooms off each end； and off the long wall that the hearth dominated； ladders led to lofts on both sides。 If he were to be acmodated above； Robinton decided； he'd best remember to keep his head down。
But he was escorted to one of the side rooms； which contained one large bed。 The son cleared clothing from the two stools and one chest； where he gestured for Robinton to place his bags。
〃Who am I displacing？〃 the journeyman asked。
〃My father and mother。〃 The son gave a chuckle。 〃The honour is theirs； and ours； to have a harper as guest。 I'm Valrol。 My brother is Torlin。 My mother's name is Saday； the girl who took the wherry is my spouse； Pessia； from Tillek FishCraftHall。 My sister is Klada。 She would like to spouse Sucho's son； but my parents won't let her because of the wall。 But； if she spouses him； then Pessia and I will have a room to ourselves。〃
Valrol spoke in a low voice and quickly； trying to give Robinton all the necessary information before an extended absence brought his father to see what was delaying them。
〃I'll show you where the bath is；〃 he said； and Robinton murmured thanks； rummaging in his pack for his towel； soap and a clean shirt。
The bath was actually heated by some connection with the hearth； so it was not the cold wash that he could have expected。 He did not loll in the warm water； though he would have liked to soak the aches of travel out of his bones； but he was grateful for the luxury。
A trestle table had been set up； but Robinton had the impression that the family usually ate sitting in the chairs by the fireplace。
Pessia was putting the last of the wherry sections into the bubbling cauldron swung over the fire。 Saday was busy tearing greens into a beautifully crafted wooden bowl； while Klada … still in shock from being in the presence of a stranger； and a harper at that … was trying to put cups on a tray without dropping them。 With an exclamation at her awkwardness； Torlin took the tray from her and； grabbing up a wine…skin； gestured for the harper to take a seat at the table。
Foxy though the wine was； Robinton was grateful for the cup and gave a proper harper toast to his hosts； smiling at Saday when she shyly placed the salad bowl on the table。
〃That's beautifully done； Holder Saday；〃 he said pleasantly； rubbing a finger along the rim。 〃Local wood？〃
She nodded； managing a smile； and then looked anywhere but at him； taking a long drink from her cup。
By the time dinner was served and eaten； she had grown sufficiently accustomed to him that she suddenly blurted out that she had turned the bowl herself。
〃Do you send your wares to the Gathers？〃 he asked。 Many people made a few extra marks from their home…made things。
She shook her head vigorously。 〃Not good enough。〃
〃I think so；〃 he said kindly； 〃and I've worked in wood。 I make my own instruments。〃
She bent her head； and that was the last he heard from her in conversation。 His reassurance sat well with Tortole； though； who was far more amiable as the meal progressed。 The men dominated the talk； asking questions and listening eagerly to Robinton's answers； their original rancour over his solution to the wall problem was easing。 Pessia； having been reared in a large munity； felt fortable enough to break in several times with cogent queries about the rest of Pern； and Valrol beamed proudly at her。
Seen in a less threatening posture； Valrol was a good…looking young man。 Robinton noticed the fond glances exchanged by the two and understood why she had taken him； despite the hold's isolation。 Klada was attractive too； or would be if she looked up at anyone。
The pleasant after…dinner talk was truncated by a knock on the door。 All three men lurched to their feet and Saday gave a fearful squeak； but it was Robinton who reached the door first； forestailing further unpleasantness。
Groghe stood in the doorway； a glowbasket in one hand and his pipe in the other。
〃Damned near broke my neck over that sharding wall；〃 he muttered under his breath。 〃Are you finished eating； Journeyman Robinton； so that we can have the soothing benefit of new songs？〃
A glowbasket appeared in Tortole's hand。 Shawls and jackets appeared on the Tortole contingent as they all stepped out； forming a sort of cordon which moved with Robinton。
〃Pessia； grab my guitar； would you please？〃 he asked； pointing to the side room where he had put his things。
Once she returned； smiling at being given such an honourable task； he joined Groghe and they all made their way to the post where he had said he would sing。 The Sucho group had brought out chairs； and instantly Tortole ordered his sons to bring seating for his folk。
〃Lovely evening；〃 Robinton said as Groghe found himself a seat on the broken wall and settled down。 The harper returned the Holder's wink with a nod and a grin and tuned his guitar。
Despite this being a very small gathering； he started off with the Duty Song； Groghe joining him with his pipes。
The look on the faces in the light of the glowbasket； their hunger for music； for panionship … which made this estrangement over a wall even more ridiculous … was a scene which Robinton doubted he would forget。 And one which made his profession all the more important in his own eyes。 He had taken so much for granted in his life。
He played and sang until he went hoarse。 As the gathering progressed； one after another of his listeners began to sing choruses with him。 In fact； by the time he could sing no more he had quite a good chorus going； with three…part harmony in places。
It was Groghe who called a halt。 Robinton could no longer feel his buttocks； they'd been mashed against the post so long。
〃We have a long day's travel； my friends； and you have a wall to build tomorrow；〃 the Holder said。 〃You have sung in harmony this evening。 Continue that mood tomorrow。〃
〃I'll only build my half of the wall；〃 Tortole said； unwilling to concede。
〃And Sucho will build his；〃 Robinton said quickly； pointing at Sucho who hesitated briefly before nodding。 〃Your women don't need you two fighting；〃 he added。 〃They are lonely enough up on this hill without being unable to share their lives with another family。〃
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