Lloyd Alexander Chronicles of Prydain 01 The Book of Three

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to Achren. It might be another trap, a new torment that promised him freedom
only to snatch it away, but even so, Taran decided, they could be no worse
off.
To save his energy, he lay down on the straw and tried to relax. His
bandaged arm no longer pained him, and while he was still hungry and thirsty,
the water he had drunk had taken some of the edge from his discomfort.
He had no idea how long it would take to travel through the
underground galleries. But as time passed, he grew more anxious. He worked at
the flagstone the girl had used. It would not move, though Taran's efforts
bloodied his fingers. He sank again into dark, endless waiting. Eilonwy did
not return.
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Chapter 7
The Trap
FROM THE CORRIDOR, a faint sound grew louder. Taran hastened to
press his ear against the slot in the portal. He heard the heavy tread of
marching feet, the rattle of weapons. He straightened and stood with his back
to the wall. The girl had betrayed him. He cast about for some means to defend
himself, for he had determined they would not take him easily. For the sake of
having something in his hands, Taran picked up the dirty straw and held it
ready to fling; it was a pitiable defense, and he wished desperately for
Gwydion's power to set it ablaze.
The footsteps continued. He feared, then, they would enter the other
cell. He breathed a sigh of relief when they did not stop but faded away
toward what he imagined to be the far end of the corridor. Perhaps the guard
was being changed.
He turned away, certain Eilonwy would not be back, and furious with
her and her false promises. She was a rattlebrained fool who would undoubtedly
giggle and take it as a great joke when the Cauldron-Born came for him. He
buried his face in his hands. He could hear her chatter even now. Taran
started up again. The voice he heard was real.
"Must you always sit on the wrong stone?" it said. "You're too heavy
to lift."
Taran jumped up and hurriedly cleared the straw away. The flagstone
was raised. The light from the golden ball was dim now, but enough for him to
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see that Eilonwy looked pleased with herself.
"Your companion is free," she whispered. "And I took Melyngar from
the stable. They are hidden in the woods outside the castle. It's all done
now," Eilonwy said gleefully. "They're waiting for you. So if you get a move
on and stop looking as if you'd forgotten your own name, we can go and meet
them."
"Did you find weapons?" Taran asked.
"Well, no. I didn't have a chance to look," Eilonwy said. "Really,"
she added, "you can't expect me to do everything, can you?"
Eilonwy held the glowing sphere close to the stone floor. "Go
first," she said. "Then I'll come down after, so I can put the stone back in
place. Then, when Achren sends to have you killed, there won't be any trace at
all. She'll think you disappeared into thin air--- and that will make it all
the more vexing. I know it isn't nice to vex people on purpose--- it's like
handing them a toad--- but this is much too good to miss and I may never have
another chance at it."
"Achren will know you let us escape," Taran said.
"No, she won't," said Eilonwy, "because she'll think I'm still
locked up. And if she doesn't know I can get out, she can't know I was here.
But it's very thoughtful of you to say that. It shows a kind heart, and I
think that's so much more important than being clever."
While Eilonwy continued to chatter away, Taran lowered himself into
the narrow opening. The passage was low, he discovered, and he was obliged to
crouch almost on hands and knees.
Eilonwy moved the stone into place and then began to lead the way.
The glow from the sphere showed walls of hard packed earth. As Taran hunched
along, other galleries opened up on either side.
"Be sure you follow me," Eilonwy called. "Don't go into any of
those. Some of them branch off and some of them don't go anywhere at all.
You'd get lost, and that would be a useless thing to do if you're trying to
escape."
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The girl moved so quickly Taran had difficulty keeping up with her.
Twice he stumbled over loose stones in the passage, clutched at the ground,
and pitched forward. The little light bobbed ahead, while behind him long
fingers of darkness grasped his heels. He could understand why Achren's
fortress was called Spiral Castle . The narrow, stifling galleries turned
endlessly; he could not be sure whether they were making real progress or
whether the tunnel was merely doubling back on itself.
The earthen ceiling trembled with racing footsteps.
"We're just below the guard room," Eilonwy whispered. "Something's
happening up there. Achren doesn't usually turn out the guard in the middle of
the night."
"They must have gone to the cells," Taran said. "There was a lot of
commotion just before you came. They surely know we're gone."
"You must be a very important Assistant Pig-Keeper," said Eilonwy
with a small laugh. "Achren wouldn't go to all that trouble unless..."
"Hurry," Taran urged. "If she puts a guard around the castle we'll
never get out."
"I wish you'd stop worrying," Eilonwy said. "You sound as if you
were having your toes twisted. Achren can set out all the guards she wants.
She doesn't know where the mouth of the tunnel is. And it's hidden so well an
owl couldn't see it. After all, you don't think I'd march you out the front
gate, do you?"
Despite her chattering, Eilonwy kept a rapid pace. Taran bent close
to the ground, moving half by touch, keeping his eyes on the faint glow; he
skidded past sharp turns, fetched up against rough walls, skinned his knees,
then had to move twice as fast to regain the ground he had lost. At another
bend in the passageway, Eilonwy's light wavered and dropped out of sight. In
the moment of darkness, Taran lost his footing as the ground rose steeply on
one side. He fell and rolled. Before he could recover his balance, he was
sliding rapidly downward in a shower of loose stones and earth. He collided
with an outcropping of rock, rolled again, and dropped suddenly into the
darkness.
He landed heavily on flat stones, legs twisted under him. Taran
climbed painfully to his feet and shook his head to clear it. Suddenly he
realized he was standing upright. Eilonwy and her light could not be seen. He
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called as loudly as he dared.
After a few moments he heard a scraping above him and saw the faint
reflection of the golden ball. "Where are you?" called the girl. Her voice
seemed quite distant. "Oh--- I see. Part of the tunnel's given way. You must
have slipped into a crevice."
"It's not a crevice," Taran called. "I've fallen all the way down
into something and it's deep. Can't you put the light into it? I've got to get
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