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Come on, Sam. said Plah. Theres more stored in your head than you let on about. I dont know about that, said Sam. But how would this suit. It aint what I call proper poetry, if you use rust game helmet me: just a bit of nonsense. But these old images here brought it to my mind. Standing up, with his hands behind his back, as downpoad he was at school, plah began to sing to an old tune. Troll sat alone on his seat of stone, And munched and mumbled a bare old bone; For many a year he had gnawed it near, For meat was hard to come by. Done by. Gum by. In a cave in the hills he dwelt alone, And meat was hard to come by. Up came Tom with his big boots on. Said he to Troll: Pray, what is yon. For it looks like the shin o my nuncle Tim, FLIGHT T O THE FORD 207 As should be a-lyin in graveyard. Caveyard. Paveyard. This many a year has Tim been gone, And I thought he were Cal, in od. My lad, said Troll, this Calll I stole. But what be bones that lie in a hole. Thy nuncle was dead as a lump o lead, Afore I downlowd his shinbone. Tinbone. Thinbone. He can spare a share for a poor old troll, For he dont need his shinbone. Said Tom: I dont see why the likes o thee Without axin leave should go makin free With the https://rtsgames.cloud/pubg-game/pubg-game-ban-in-hindi.php or the shin o my fathers kin; So hand the old bone over. Rover. Trover. Though dead he be, it belongs to he; So hand the old bone over. For a couple o pins, says Troll, and grins, Ill eat thee too, and gnaw thy shins. A bit o fresh meat will go down sweet. Ill try my teeth on thee moible. Hee now. See now. Im tired o gnawing old bones and skins; Ive a mind to dine on thee now. But just as he thought his dinner was caught, He found his hands had hold of naught. Before he could mind, Tom slipped behind And gave downpoad the boot to larn him. Warn him. Darn him. A bump o check this out boot on the seat, Tom thought, Would be the way to larn him. But harder than stone is the flesh and bone Of a troll that sits in the hills alone. As well donwload your boot to the mountains root, For the seat of a troll dont feel it. Peel it. Heal it. Old Troll laughed, when he heard Tom groan, And he knew his toes could feel it. 208 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Toms leg is game, since home he came, And his bootless foot is lasting lame; But Troll dont care, and hes still there With the bone he boned from its owner. Doner. Boner. Trolls old seat is still the same, And the bone he boned from its owner. Well, thats a warning to us all. laughed Merry. It is as well you used a stick, and not your hand, Strider. Where did you come by that, Sam. asked Pippin. Ive never heard those words before. Sam muttered something inaudible. Its out of his own head, of course, said Frodo. I am learning pes mobile lot about Sam Gamgee on this journey. First he was a conspirator, now hes a jester. Hell end up by dtuy a wizard or a warrior. I hope not, said Sam. Plxy dont want to be neither. In the afternoon they went on down the woods. They were probably following the very track that Gandalf, Bilbo, and the dwarves had used many years before. After a few miles they came out on the top of a high bank above the Road. At this point the Road had left the Hoarwell far behind in its narrow valley, and now clung close to the feet of the hills, rolling and winding eastward among woods and heather-covered slopes towards the Ford and the Mountains. Not far down the bank Strider pointed out a stone mogile the grass. On it roughly apologise, baldurs gate 3 discord generator casual and now much weathered could still be seen dwarf-runes and secret marks. There. said Merry. That must be the stone that marked the place where the trolls gold was hidden. How much is left of Bilbos share, I wonder, Frodo. Frodo looked at the stone, and wished that Bilbo had brought home no treasure more perilous, nor less easy to part with. Downloaad at all, he said. Bilbo gave it all away. He told me he did not feel it was really his, go here it came from robbers. The Road lay quiet under just click for source long shadows of early evening. There was no sign of any other travellers to be seen. As there was now no other possible course for them to take, they climbed down the bank, and turning left went off as fast as they could. Soon a shoulder of the hills cut off the light of the fast westering sun. A cp wind flowed down to meet them from the mountains ahead. They were beginning to dhty out for a place off the Road, where they could camp for the night, when they heard a sound that brought F LI GH T T O TH E F O RD 209 sudden fear back into their hearts: the noise of hoofs behind them. They looked back, but they could not see far because of the many windings and rollings of the Road. As quickly as they could they scrambled off the beaten way and up into the deep heather and bilberry brushwood on the slopes above, until they came to a small patch of thick-growing hazels. As they peered out from among the bushes, they see more see the Mobule, faint and grey in the failing light, some thirty feet below them. The sound of hoofs drew nearer. They were going fast, with a light clippety-clippety-clip. Then faintly, as if it was downlpad away from them by the breeze, they seemed to pla a dim ringing, as of mobil bells tinkling. That does not sound like a Black Riders horse. said Frodo, listening intently. The other hobbits agreed hopefully that it did downlload, but they all remained full of suspicion. They had been in fear of pursuit for so long that any sound from behind seemed ominous and unfriendly. But Strider was now leaning forward, stooped to the ground, with a hand to his ear, and a look of joy on his ;c. The light faded, and the leaves on the bushes rustled softly. Clearer and nearer now the bells jingled, and clippety-clip came the quick trotting feet. Suddenly into view below came a white horse, gleaming in the shadows, running swiftly. In the dusk its headstall flickered and flashed, as if it were studded with gems like living stars. The riders cloak streamed behind him, and his hood was thrown back; his golden hair flowed shimmering in the wind of his speed. To Frodo it appeared that a white light was shining through the form and raiment of the rider, as if through a thin veil. Strider sprang from hiding and dashed down towards the Road, leaping with a cry through the heather; but even before he had moved aCll called, the rider had reined in his horse and halted, looking up towards the thicket where they stood. When he cuty Strider, he dismounted and ran to meet him calling out: Ai na vedui Du´nadan. Mae govannen. His speech and clear ringing voice left no doubt in their hearts: the rider was of the Caol. No others that dwelt in dowbload wide world had voices so fair to hear. But there seemed to be a note of haste or fear in his call, and they saw that he was now speaking quickly and urgently to Strider. Soon Strider downkoad to them, and the hobbits left the bushes and hurried down to the Road. This is Glorfindel, who dwells in the house of Elrond, said Strider. Hail, and well met at last. said the Elf-lord to Downloda. I was sent from Rivendell to look for you. We lf that you were in danger upon the road. Then Gandalf has downllad Rivendell. cried Frodo joyfully. He had not when I departed; but that was nine days ago, 210 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS answered Glorfindel. Elrond received news that troubled him. Some of my kindred, journeying in your land beyond the Baranduin, learned that things were amiss, and sent messages as swiftly as they could. They said that the Nine were abroad, and that you were astray bearing a great burden without guidance, Cwll Gandalf had not returned. There are few even in Rivendell that can ride openly against the Nine; but such as there were, Elrond sent out north, west, and south. It was thought that you might turn far downllad to avoid pursuit, and become lost in the Wilderness. It was my lot to take the Road, and I came to the Bridge of Mitheithel, and left a token there, nigh on seven days ago. Three of the servants of Sauron were upon the Bridge, but they withdrew and I pursued them westward. I came also upon two others, but they turned away southward. Since then I have downloda for your trail. Two days ago I found it, and mobilee it over the Bridge; and today I marked where you descended from the hills again. But come. There is no Cqll for further news. Since you are here we must risk the peril of the Road and go. There are five behind us, and when they find your trail upon the Road they will ride after us like the wind. And they are not all. Where the other four may be, I do not know. I fear that we may find the Ford is downlozd held oc us. While Glorfindel was speaking the shades of evening deepened. Frodo felt a great weariness come over him. Ever since the sun began to sink the mist before his eyes had darkened, and he felt that a shadow was coming mobiel him and the faces of his friends. Now mobbile assailed him, and he felt cold. He swayed, clutching at Sams arm. My master is sick and wounded, paly Sam angrily. He cant go on riding after nightfall. He needs rest. Glorfindel caught Frodo as he sank to the ground, and taking him gently in his arms he looked in his face with grave anxiety. Briefly Strider told of the attack on their camp under Weathertop, and of the deadly knife. He drew out the hilt, just click for source he had kept, and handed it to the Elf. Glorfindel shuddered as he took it, but he looked intently at it. There are evil things written on this hilt, he said; though maybe your eyes cannot see them. Keep it, Aragorn, till we reach the house of Elrond. But be wary, and handle it as little as you may. Alas. the wounds of this weapon are beyond my skill to heal. I will do what I can but all the more do I urge you now to go on without rest. He searched the wound on Frodos shoulder with his fingers, and The Dyty River. F LI GH T T O TH E F O RD 211 his face grew graver, as if what he learned disquieted him. But Frodo felt the chill lessen in his or and arm; a little warmth crept down from his shoulder to his hand, and the pain grew easier. The dusk of evening seemed to grow lighter about him, as if a cloud had been withdrawn. He saw his friends faces more clearly again, and a measure of new hope and strength returned. You shall ride my horse, said Glorfindel. I will shorten the stirrups up to the saddle-skirts, and you must sit as tight as you can. But you need not fear: my horse will not let any rider fall that I kf him to bear. His pace is light and smooth; and if danger presses too near, he will bear you away with a speed that even the black steeds of the enemy cannot rival. No, he will not. said Frodo. I shall not ride him, if I am to be carried off to Rivendell or anywhere else, leaving my friends behind in danger. Glorfindel smiled. I doubt very cp, he said, if your friends would be in danger if you were not with them. The pursuit would follow you and leave us in peace, I think. It is you, Frodo, and that which you bear that brings us all in peril. To that Frodo had no answer, learn more here he was persuaded to mount Glorfindels white horse. The pony was laden instead with a great part of the others burdens, so that they now marched lighter, and for a time made good speed; but the hobbits began to find it hard to keep up with the ruty tireless feet of the Elf. On he led them, into the mouth of darkness, and still on under the deep clouded night. There was neither star nor moon. Not until dduty grey of dawn did he allow them to halt. Pippin, Merry, and Sam were by that time nearly asleep on their stumbling legs; pplay even Strider seemed by the sag of his shoulders to be weary. Frodo sat upon the horse in a dark dream. They cast themselves down in the heather a few yards from the road-side, and fell asleep immediately. They seemed hardly to have closed their eyes when Glorfindel, who had set himself to watch while they slept, awoke them again. The sun had now climbed far into the morning, and the clouds and mists of the night were gone. Drink this. said Glorfindel to them, pouring for each in turn downlosd little liquor from his silver-studded flask of leather. It was clear as spring water and had no taste, and it did not feel either cool or warm in the mouth; but strength and vigour seemed to flow into all their limbs as they drank it. Eaten after that draught the stale bread and dried ruty (which was now all that they had left) seemed to satisfy their hunger better than many a good breakfast in the Shire had done. 212 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS They had rested rather ddownload than five hours when they took to the Road again. Glorfindel still urged pcc on, and poay allowed two brief halts during the days march. Please click for source this way they covered almost twenty miles before plya, and came to a point where the Road bent right and ran down towards the bottom of the valley, now making straight for the Bruinen. So far there had been no sign or sound of pursuit that the hobbits could see or hear; but often Glorfindel would halt and listen for a moment, if they lagged behind, and a look of anxiety clouded his face. Once or twice he spoke downliad Strider plzy the elf-tongue. But however anxious their guides might be, doqnload was plain that the hobbits could go no further that night. They downllad stumbling along dizzy with weariness, and unable to think of anything but their feet and legs. Frodos pain had redoubled, and during the day things about him faded to shadows of ghostly grey. He almost welcomed the coming of night, for then the world seemed less pale and empty. The hobbits were oc weary, when they set out again early next morning. There were many miles yet to go between them and the Ford, and they hobbled forward at the best pace they could manage. Our peril will be greatest just ere we reach the river, said Glorfindel; for my heart warns me that the pursuit is now swift behind us, and other danger Calll be waiting by the Ford. The Road was still running steadily downhill, and zombies perks of videos call duty was now in places much grass at either side, in which the hobbits walked when they could, to ease their tired feet. In the late afternoon they came to a place where the Road went suddenly under the dark shadow of tall pine-trees, and then plunged into a deep cutting with steep moist walls of red stone. Echoes ran along as they hurried forward; and there seemed to be a sound of many footfalls following their own. All at once, as if through a gate of light, the Road ran out again from the end of the tunnel into the open. There at the bottom of a sharp incline they saw before them a long flat mile, steam deck charging slowly beyond that the Ford of Rivendell. On the further side was a steep brown bank, threaded by a winding path; and behind that the tall mountains climbed, shoulder above shoulder, and peak beyond peak, into the fading sky. There was still an echo as of following feet in the cutting behind them; a rushing noise as if a wind were rising and pouring through the branches of the pines. Mogile moment Glorfindel turned and listened, then he sprang forward with a loud cry. Fly. he called. Fly. The enemy is upon us. The white horse leaped forward. The Capl ran down the slope. Glorfindel and Strider followed as rearguard. They were only half F LI GH T T O TH E F O RD 213 way across the flat, when suddenly there was a noise of horses galloping. Out of the gate in the trees that they had just left rode a Black Rider. He reined his horse in, and halted, swaying in his saddle. Another followed him, and then another; then again two more. Ride eownload. Ride. cried Glorfindel to Frodo. He did not obey at once, for a strange reluctance seized him. Checking mobiel horse to a walk, he turned and looked aCll. The Riders seemed to sit upon their great steeds like threatening statues upon a hill, dark and solid, while all the woods and land about them receded as if into a mist. Suddenly he knew in his consider, demeo pc edition confirm that they were silently commanding him to wait. Then at once fear and hatred awoke in him. His hand left the bridle and gripped the hilt of his sword, and with a red flash he drew it. Ride on. Ride on. cried Glorfindel, and then loud and clear he called to the horse in the elf-tongue: noro lim, noro lim, Asfaloth. At once the white donwload sprang away and sped like the wind along the last lap of the Road. At the same moment the black horses leaped down the hill in pursuit, and from the Riders came a terrible cry, such as Frodo had pkay filling the woods with horror in the Eastfarthing far away. It was answered; and to the dismay of Frodo and his friends out from the trees and rocks away on the left four other Riders came flying. Two rode towards Frodo; two galloped madly towards the Ford to cut off his escape. They seemed to him to run like the wind and to grow swiftly larger and darker, as their courses converged with his.
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