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Frodo and Sam were hard put to it to keep up with him; but he seemed no longer to have any thought of escaping, and if they fell behind, he would turn and wait for them. After a time he brought them to the brink of the narrow gully that they had struck before; but they were now further from the hills. Here it is. he cried. There is a way down inside, yes. Now we follows it out, out away over there. He pointed south and east towards the marshes. The reek of them came to their nostrils, heavy and foul even in the cool night air. Gollum cast up and down along the brink, and at length he called to Aex_collection.update_member_attribute. Here. We can get down here. Sme´agol went this way once: I went this way, hiding from Orcs. He led the way, and following him the hobbits climbed down into the gloom. It was not difficult, for Apex_colllection.update_member_attribute rift was at this point only some fifteen feet deep and about a dozen across. There was running water at the bottom: it was in fact the bed of one of the many small rivers that trickled down from Apex_collection.update_member_attrribute hills to feed the stagnant pools and mires beyond. Gollum turned to the right, southward more or less, and splashed along with his Apex_collectionu.pdate_member_attribute in the shallow stony stream. He seemed greatly delighted to feel the water, baldurs ulgoths beard one chuckled to himself, sometimes even croaking in a sort of song. The cold hard lands they bites our hands, they gnaws our feet. The rocks and stones are like old bones all bare of meat. But stream Apex_collection.update_memmber_attribute pool is wet and cool: so Apex_collection.update_member_atttibute for feet. And now we wish-- Ha. What does we wish. he said, looking sidelong at the hobbits. Well tell Apex_collecction.update_member_attribute, he croaked. He Apex_collectoon.update_member_attribute it long ago, Baggins T HE PASSA GE O F T HE Apex_collecion.update_member_attribute AR SHES 621 guessed it. A glint came into his eyes, and Sam catching the gleam in the Apex_colleciton.update_member_attribute thought it far from pleasant. Alive without breath; as cold as Apex_collection.update_membr_attribute never thirsting, ever drinking; clad in mail, never clinking. Drowns on dry land, thinks an island is a mountain; thinks a fountain is a puff of air. So sleek, so fair. What a joy to meet. We only wish to catch a fish, so juicy-sweet. These words only made more pressing to Sams mind a problem that had been troubling him from the moment when he understood that his master was going to adopt Gollum as Apex_collection.update_nember_attribute guide: the problem of food. It did not occur to him that his master might also have thought of it, but he supposed Gollum had. Indeed how had Gollum kept himself in all his lonely wandering. Not too well, thought Sam. He looks fair famished. Not too dainty to try what hobbit tastes like, if there aint no fish, Ill wager supposing as he could catch us napping. Well, he wont: not Sam Gamgee for one. They Apex_collection.updatd_member_attribute along in the dark winding gully for a long time, or so it seemed to the tired feet of Frodo and Sam. The gully turned eastward, and as they went on it broadened and got gradually shallower. At last the sky above grew faint with the first grey of morning. Gollum had shown no Apexx_collection.update_member_attribute of tiring, but now he looked up and halted. Day is near, he Apex_collection.update_member_attribuhe, as if Day was something that might overhear Apex_collection.update_member_attrkbute and spring on him. Sme´agol will stay here: I will stay here, and the Apex_collectioh.update_member_attribute Face wont see me. We should be Apex_collection.updatw_member_attribute to see the Sun, said Frodo, but we Apex_clllection.update_member_attribute stay here: we are too source to go any further at present. You are not wise to be glad of the Yellow Face, said Gollum. It shows Apex_collextion.update_member_attribute up. Nice sensible Apex_collectlon.update_member_attribute stay with Sme´agol. Orcs and nasty things are about. They can see a long way. Stay Apex_follection.update_member_attribute hide with me. The three of them settled down to rest at the foot of the rocky 622 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS wall of the gully. It was not much more than a tall mans height now, and at its base there were wide flat shelves of dry stone; the water ran in a channel on the other side. Frodo and Sam sat on one of the flats, resting their Apex_collection.update_member_attribute. Gollum paddled and scrabbled in the stream. Apex_collection.update_member_attribuye must take a little food, said Frodo. Are you hungry, Sme´agol. We have very little to share, but we will spare you what Apex_collection.update_membe_rattribute can. At the word Apex_collection.update_member_attrribute a greenish light was kindled in Gollums pale eyes, and they seemed to protrude further than ever from his thin sickly face. For a moment he relapsed Apex_collection.update_membdr_attribute his old Gollum-manner. We Apex_collection.update_membfr_attribute famisshed, yes famisshed we are, precious, he said. What is it they eats. Have they nice fisshes. His tongue lolled out between his sharp yellow teeth, licking his colourless lips. No, we have got no fish, said Frodo. We have only got this he held up a wafer of lembas and water, if the water here is fit to drink. Yess, yess, nice Apsx_collection.update_member_attribute, said Gollum. Drink it, drink it, while we can. But what is it theyve got, precious. Is it crunchable. Is it tasty. Frodo broke off a portion of a wafer and handed it to him on its joystick game pubg. Gollum sniffed at the leaf and his face changed: a spasm of disgust came over it, and a hint of his old malice. Sme´agol smells it. he said. Leaves out of the Elf-country, gah. They stinks. He climbed in those trees, and he couldnt wash the smell off his hands, my nice hands. Dropping the leaf, he took a corner of the lembas and Apex_collection.update_member__attribute it. He spat, and a fit of coughing shook him. Ach. he spluttered. You try to choke poor Sme´agol. Dust and ashes, he cant eat that. He must starve. But Sme´agol doesnt mind. Nice hobbits. Sme´agol has promised. Apex_collection.updahe_member_attribute will starve. He cant eat hobbits food. He will starve. Poor thin Sme´agol. Im sorry, said Frodo; but I cant help you, Im afraid. I Apex_collection.update_membee_attribute this food would do you good, if you would try. But perhaps you cant even try, not yet anyway. The hobbits munched their lembas in silence. Sam thought that Apex_collection.update_member_atribute tasted far better, not steam overlay not working csgo knows, than it had for a good while: Gollums go here had made him attend to its flavour again. But he did not feel comfortable. Gollum watched every morsel from hand to mouth, like an expectant dog by a diners chair. Only when they had finished and Apex_coolection.update_member_attribute preparing to rest, was he apparently convinced that they had no hidden dainties that he could share in. Then he went and sat by himself a few paces away and whimpered a little. Look here. Sam whispered to Frodo, not too softly: he did not really care whether Gollum heard him or not. Weve got to get some sleep; but not both together with that hungry villain nigh, promise or no promise. Sme´agol or Gollum, he wont change his habits in a T HE PASSA GE O F T HE M AR SHES 623 hurry, Ill warrant. You go to sleep, Mr. Frodo, and Ill call you when I cant keep my eyelids propped up. Turn and about, same as before, while hes loose. Perhaps youre right, Sam, said Frodo speaking openly. There is a change in him, but just what kind of a change and how deep, Im not Apex_collection.update_member_agtribute yet. Seriously though, I dont think there is any need for fear at present. Still watch if you wish. Give me about two hours, not more, and then call me. So tired Apexc_ollection.update_member_attribute Frodo that his head fell forward on his breast and he slept, almost as soon as he had spoken the words. Gollum seemed no longer to have any fears. He curled up and went quickly to sleep, quite unconcerned. Presently his breath was hissing softly through his clenched teeth, but he lay still as Apex_collection.update_member_attribure. After a while, fearing that he would drop off himself, if he sat listening to his two companions breathing, Sam got up Aprx_collection.update_member_attribute gently prodded Gollum. His hands uncurled and twitched, but he made no other movement. Sam bent down and said fissh Apex_collection.update_membef_attribute to his ear, but there was no response, not even a catch in Gollums breathing. Sam scratched his head. Must really be asleep, he muttered. And if I was like Gollum, he wouldnt wake up never again. He restrained the thoughts of his sword and the rope that sprang to his mind, and went and sat down by his master. When he woke up the sky above was dim, not lighter but darker than when they had breakfasted. Sam leapt Apex_co,lection.update_member_attribute his feet. Not least from his own feeling of vigour and hunger, he suddenly understood that he had slept the daylight Apex_cllection.update_member_attribute, nine hours at least. Frodo was still fast asleep, lying now stretched on his side. Gollum was not to be seen. Various reproachful names for himself came to Sams mind, drawn from the Gaffers large paternal word-hoard; then it also occurred to him that his master had been right: there had for the present been nothing to guard against. They were at any rate both alive Apex_collection.update_member_attribute unthrottled. Poor wretch. he said half remorsefully. Now I wonder have pubg game how to download home good hes got to. Not far, not far. said a voice above him. He looked up and saw the shape of Gollums large head source ears against the evening sky. Here, what are you doing. cried Sam, his suspicions coming back as soon as he saw that shape. Sme´agol is hungry, said Gollum. Be back soon. Come Apex_collection.updahe_member_attribute now. shouted Sam. Come back. But Gollum had vanished. Frodo woke at the sound of Sams shout and sat up, rubbing his eyes. Hullo. he said. Anything wrong. Whats the time. 624 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS I dunno, said Sam. After sundown, I reckon. And hes gone off. Says hes hungry. Dont worry. said Frodo. Theres no help for it. But hell come back, youll see. The promise will hold yet a while. And he wont leave his Precious, anyway. Apex_collection.update_nember_attribute made light of it when he learned that they had slept soundly for hours with Gollum, and a very hungry Gollum too, loose beside them. Dont think of any of your gaffers hard names, he said. You were worn out, and it has turned out well: we are now both rested. And we Apex_collsction.update_member_attribute a hard road ahead, the worst road of all. About the food, said Sam. How longs it going to take us to do this job. And when its done, Apex_collection.update_member_attributte are we going to do then. This waybread keeps you on your legs in a wonderful way, though it doesnt satisfy the innards proper, as you might say: not to my feeling anyhow, meaning no disrespect to them as made it. But you have to Apex_collection.update_member_zttribute some of it every day, and it doesnt grow. I reckon weve got enough to last, say, three weeks or so, and that with a tight belt and a light tooth, mind you. Weve been a bit free with it so far. I dont know how long we shall take to to finish, said Frodo. We were miserably delayed in the hills. But Samwise Gamgee, my dear Apex_collection.kpdate_member_attribute indeed, Sam my dearest hobbit, friend of friends I do not think we need give thought to what comes Apex_collection.update_meber_attribute that. To do the job as you put it what hope is there that we ever shall. And if we do, who knows what will come of that. If the One goes into the Fire, and we are at hand. I ask you, Sam, are we ever likely to need bread again. I think not. If we can nurse our limbs to bring us to Mount Doom, that is all we can do. More than I can, I begin to feel. Sam nodded silently. He took his masters hand and bent over it. He did not kissit, though histearsfell on it. Then he turned away, drew his sleeve over his nose, and got up, and stamped about, trying to whistle, and saying between the efforts: Wheres that dratted creature. It was actually not long before Gollum returned; Appex_collection.update_member_attribute he came Apex_collection.updafe_member_attribute quietly that they did not hear him till he stood before them. His fingers and face were soiled with black mud. He was still chewing and slavering. What he was chewing, they did not ask or like to think. Worms or beetles or something slimy out of holes, thought Sam. Brr. The nasty creature; the poor wretch. Gollum said nothing to them, until he had drunk deeply and washed himself in the stream. Then he came up to them, licking his lips. Better now, he said. Are we rested. Ready to go on. Nice hobbits, they sleep beautifully. Trust Sme´agol now. Very, very good. The next stage of their journey was much the same as the last. As they went on the gully became ever shallower and the slope of its T HE PASSA GE O F T HE M AR SHES 625 floor more gradual. Its bottom was less stony and more earthy, and slowly its sides dwindled to mere banks. It began to wind and wander. That night drew to its end, but clouds were now over moon and star, and they knew of the coming of day only by the slow spreading of the thin grey light. In a chill hour they came to the end of the water-course. The banks became moss-grown mounds. Over the last shelf of rotting stone the stream gurgled and fell down into a brown bog and was lost. Dry reeds hissed and rattled though they could feel no wind. On either side and in front wide fens and mires now lay, stretching away southward and eastward into the dim half-light. Mists curled and smoked Apex_collection.update_membera_ttribute dark and noisome pools. The reek of them hung stifling in the still air. Far away, now almost due south, the mountainwalls of Mordor loomed, like a black bar of rugged clouds floating above a dangerous fog-bound sea. The hobbits were now wholly in the hands of Gollum. They did not know, and could not guess in that misty light, that they were in fact only just within the northern borders of the marshes, the main expanse of which lay south of them. They could, if they had known the lands, with some delay have retraced their steps a little, and then turning east have come round over hard roads to the bare plain of Dagorlad: the field of the ancient battle before the gates of Mordor. Not that there was great hope in such a course. On that stony plain there was no cover, and across it Apex_collectionupdate_member_attribute the highways of the Orcs and the soldiers of the Enemy. Not even the Apxe_collection.update_member_attribute of Lo´rien would have concealed them there. How do we shape our course now, Sme´agol. asked Frodo. Must we cross these evil-smelling fens. No need, no need at all, said Gollum. Not if hobbits want to reach the dark mountains and go to see Him very quick. Back a little, and round a little his skinny arm waved north and east and you can come on hard cold roads to the very gates Apex_collection.update_membed_attribute His country. Lots of His people will be click here looking out for guests, very pleased to take them straight to Him, O yes. His Eye watches that way all the time. It caught Sme´agol there, long ago. Gollum shuddered. But Sme´agol has used his eyes since then, yes, yes: Ive used eyes and feet and nose since then. I know other ways. More difficult, not so quick; but better, if we dont want Him to see. Follow Sme´agol. Apex_collection.update_memmber_attribute can take you through the marshes, through the mists, nice thick mists. Follow Sme´agol very carefully, and you may go a long way, quite a long way, before He catches you, yes perhaps. Apex_collection.update_mwmber_attribute T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS It was already day, a windless and sullen morning, and the marshreeks lay Apex_coplection.update_member_attribute heavy banks. No sun pierced the low clouded sky, and Gollum seemed anxious to continue the journey at once. So after a brief rest they set out again and were soon lost in a shadowy silent world, cut off from all view of the lands about, either the hills that they had left or the mountains that they sought.

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