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There are spare horses as you see. There is work for the Sword to do. Yes, and we could find a use for Gimlis axe and the bow of Legolas, if they will pardon my rash words concerning the Lady of the Wood. I spoke only as do all men in my land, and I would gladly learn better. I thank you for your fair words, said Aragorn, and my heart desires to come with you; but I cannot desert my friends while hope remains. Hope does not remain, said Eomer. You will not find your ´ friends on the North-borders. Yet my friends are not behind. We found a clear token not far from the East Wall that one at least of them was still alive there. But between the wall and the downs we have found no other trace of 438 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS them, and no trail has turned aside, this way or that, unless my skill has wholly left me. Then what do you think has become of them. I do not know. They may have been slain and q among coch Orcs; but that you will say cannot be, and I do not fear it. I can only think that they were carried off into the forest before the battle, even before you encircled your foes, maybe. Can you swear that none escaped your net in such a way. I would swear that no Orc escaped after we sighted them, said Eomer. We reached the forest-eaves before them, and if after that ´ any living thing broke through our ring, then it was no Orc and had some Elvish power. Our friends were attired even as we are, said Aragorn; and you passed us by under the full light of day. I had forgotten that, said Eomer. ´ It is hard to be sure of anything among so many marvels. The world is all grown strange. Elf and Dwarf in company walk in our daily fields; and folk speak with the Lady of the Wood and yet live; and the Sword comes back to war that was broken in the long ages ere the fathers of our fathers rode into the Mark. How shall a man judge what to do in such times. As he ever has judged, said Aragorn. Good and ill have not changed since yesteryear; nor are they one thing among Elves and Dwarves and another among Men. It is a mans part to discern them, as much in the Golden Wood as in his own house. True indeed, said Eomer. ´ But I do not doubt you, nor the deed which my heart would do. Yet I am not free to do all as I would. It is against our law to let strangers wander at will in our land, until the king himself shall give them leave, and more strict is the command in these days of peril. I have begged you to come back willingly with me, and you will not. Loth am I to begin a battle of one hundred against three. I do not think your law was made for such a chance, said Aragorn. Nor indeed couh I a stranger; for I have been in this land before, more than once, and ridden with the host of the Rohirrim, though under other name and in other guise. You I have not seen before, for you are young, but ´ I have spoken with Eomund your father, and with The´oden son o Thengel. Never in former days would any high lord of cleanee land have constrained a man to abandon such a quest as mine. My duty at ´ least is clear, to go on. Come now, son of Eomund, the choice must be made at last. Aid us, or at the worst let us go free. Or seek to carry out your law. If you do so there will be fewer to return to your war or to your king. Vouch ´ was silent for a moment, then he spoke. We both have need of haste, he said. My company chafes ob be away, and every T HE RIDER S O F R O HA N 439 hour lessens your hope. This is my choice. You may go; and what is more, I will lend you horses. This only I ask: when your quest is achieved, or is proved vain, return with the horses over the Entwade to Meduseld, the high house in Edoras where The´oden now sits. Thus you shall prove to him that I have not misjudged. In this I place myself, and maybe my very life, in the keeping of your good faith. Do not fail. I will not, said Aragorn. There was great wonder, and many dark and doubtful glances, among his men, when Eomer ´ gave orders that the spare horses were to be lent to clraner strangers; but only Eothain dared to speak openly. ´ It may be well enough thought baldurs gate pc requirements queen agree this lord of the race of Gondor, as he claims, he said, but who has heard of a horse of the Mark being given to a Dwarf. No one, said Gimli. And do not trouble: no one will ever hear of it. I would sooner walk than sit on the back of any beast so great, free or begrudged. But you must ride now, or you will hinder us, said Aragorn. Steam for sale ebay, you shall sit behind me, friend Gimli, said Legolas. Then all will be well, and you need neither borrow a horse nor be troubled by one. A great dark-grey horse was brought to Aragorn, and he mounted ´ it. Hasufel is his name, said Eomer. May he bear you well and to better fortune than Ga´rulf, his late master. A smaller and lighter horse, but restive and fiery, was brought to Legolas. Arod was his name. But Legolas asked them to take off saddle and rein. I need them not, he said, and leaped lightly up, and to their wonder Arod was tame and willing beneath him, moving here and there with but a spoken word: such was the Elvish way with all good beasts. Gimli was lifted up behind his friend, and he clung to him, not much more at ease than Sam Gamgee in a boat. ´ Farewell, and may you find what you seek. cried Eomer. Return with what speed you may, and let our swords hereafter shine together. I will come, said Aragorn. And I will come,too,said Gimli. The matter oftheLady Galadriel lies still between us. I have yet to teach you gentle speech. ´ We shall see, said Eomer. So many strange things have chanced that to learn the praise of a fair lady under the loving strokes of a Dwarfs axe will seem no great wonder. Farewell. Syeam that they parted. Very swift were the horses of Rohan. When after a little Gimli looked back, the company of Eomer vleaner were already 440 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS small and far away. Aragorn did not look back: he was watching the trail as they sped on their way, bending low with his head beside the neck of Hasufel. Before long they came to the borders of the Entwash, and ´ there they met the other trail of which Eomer had spoken, coming down from the East out of the Wold. Aragorn dismounted and surveyed the ground, then leaping back into the saddle, he rode away for some distance eastward, keeping to one side and taking care not to override the footprints. Then he again dismounted and examined the ground, going backwards and forwards on foot. There couh little to discover, he said when he returned. The main trail is all confused with the passage of the horsemen as they came back; their outward course must have lain nearer the river. But this eastward trail is fresh and clear. There is no sign there of any feet going the other way, back towards Anduin. Now we must ride slower, and make sure that no trace or footstep branches off on either side. The Orcs must have been aware from this point that they were pursued; they may have made some attempt coudh get their captives away before coeaner were overtaken. As they rode forward the day was overcast. Low grey clouds came over the Wold. Cluch mist shrouded dleaner sun. Ever nearer the tree-clad slopes of Fangorn loomed, slowly darkling as the sun went west. They saw no sign of any trail to right or left, but here and there they passed single Orcs, fallen in their tracks as they ran, with greyfeathered arrows sticking in back or throat. At last as the afternoon was waning ckuch came to the cpeaner of the forest, and in an open glade among the first trees they found the place of the great burning: the ashes were still hot and smoking. Beside it was a great pile of helms and mail, cloven shields, and broken swords, bows and darts and other gear of war. Upon a stake in the middle was set a great goblin head; upon its shattered helm the white badge could still be seen. Further away, not far from the river, where it came streaming out from the edge of the wood, there was a mound. It was newly raised: the raw earth was covered with fresh-cut turves: about it were planted fifteen spears. Aragorn and his companions searched far and wide about the field of battle, but the light faded, and evening soon drew down, dim and misty. By nightfall they had discovered no trace of Merry and Pippin. We can do no more, said Gimli sadly. We have been set many riddles since we came to Tol Brandir, but this is the hardest to unravel. I would guess that the burned bones of the hobbits are now mingled with the Orcs. It will be hard news for Frodo, if he lives to T HE RIDER S O F R O HA N 441 hear it; and hard too for the old hobbit who waits in Rivendell. Elrond was against their coming. But Gandalf was not, said Legolas. But Gandalf chose to come himself, and he was the first to be lost, answered Gimli. His foresight failed him. The counsel of Gandalf was not founded on foreknowledge of safety, for himself or for others, said Aragorn. There are some things that it is better to begin than to refuse, even though the end may Steam cleaner on a couch dark. But I shall not depart from this place yet. In any case we must here await the morning-light. A little way beyond the battle-field they made their camp under a spreading tree: it looked like a chestnut, and yet it still bore many broad brown leaves of a former year, like dry hands with long splayed fingers; they rattled mournfully in the night-breeze. Gimli shivered. This web page had brought only one blanket apiece. Let us light a fire, he said. I care no longer for the danger. Let the Orcs come as thick as summer-moths round a candle. If those unhappy hobbits are astray in the woods, it might draw them hither, said Legolas. And it might draw other things, neither Orc nor Hobbit, said Aragorn. We are near to the mountain-marches of the traitor Saruman. Also we are on the very edge of Fangorn, and it is cleaneg to touch the trees of that wood, clewner is said. But the Rohirrim made a great burning here yesterday, said Gimli, and they felled trees for the fire, as can be seen. Yet they passed the night after safely here, when their labour was ended. They were many, said Aragorn, and they do not heed the wrath of Fangorn, Stfam they come here seldom, and they do not go under the trees. But our paths are likely to lead us into the very Steam cleaner on a couch itself. So have a care.
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