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Soon get more now, he said, licking his lips. Good water runs down in streams to the Great River, nice water in the lands we are going to. Sme´agol will get food there too, perhaps. Hes very hungry, yes, gollum. He set his two large flat hands on his shrunken belly, and a pale green light came into his eyes. The dusk was deep when at length they set out, creeping over the westward rim of the dell, and fading like ghosts into the broken country on the borders of the road. The moon was now three nights from the full, but it did not climb over the mountains until nearly midnight, and the early night was very dark. A single red light burned high up in the Towers of the Teeth, but otherwise no sign could be seen or heard of the sleepless watch on the Morannon. For many miles the red eye seemed to stare at them as they fled, stumbling through a barren stony country. They did not dare to take the road, but they kept it on their left, following its line as well as they could at a little distance. At last, when night was growing old and they were already weary, for they had taken only one short rest, the eye dwindled to a small fiery point and then vanished: they had turned the dark northern shoulder of the lower mountains and were heading southwards. With hearts strangely lightened they now rested again, but not for long. They were not going quick enough for Gollum. By his reckoning it was nearly thirty leagues from the Morannon to the Cross-roads above Osgiliath, and he hoped to cover that distance in four journeys. So soon they struggled on once more, until the dawn began to spread slowly in the wide grey solitude. They had then walked almost eight leagues, and the hobbits could not have gone any further, even if they had dared. O F H ERBS A ND STEWE D RA BBIT 649 The growing light revealed to them a land already less barren and ruinous. The mountains still loomed up ominously on their left, but near at hand they could see the southward road, now bearing away from the black roots of the hills and slanting westwards. Beyond it were slopes covered with Baldurs gate yenna boys trees like dark clouds, but all about them lay a tumbled heathland, grown with ling and broom and cornel, and other shrubs that they did not know. Here and there they saw knots of tall pine-trees. The hearts of the hobbits rose again a little in spite of weariness: the air was fresh and fragrant, and it reminded them of the uplands of the Northfarthing far away. It seemed good to be reprieved, to walk in a land that had only been for a few years under the dominion of the Dark Lord and was not yet fallen wholly into decay. But they did not forget their danger, nor the Black Gate that was still all too near, hidden though it was behind the gloomy heights. They looked about for a hiding-place where they could shelter from evil eyes while the light lasted. The day passed uneasily. They lay deep in the heather and counted out the slow hours, in which there seemed little change; for they were still under the shadows of the Ephel Du´ ath, and the sun was veiled. Frodo slept at times, deeply and peacefully, either trusting Gollum or too tired to trouble about him; but Sam found it difficult to do more than doze, even when Gollum was plainly fast asleep, whiffling and twitching in his secret dreams. Hunger, perhaps, more than mistrust kept him wakeful: he had begun to long for a good homely meal, something hot out of the pot. As soon as the land faded into a formless grey under coming night, they started out again. In a little while Gollum led them down on to the southward road; and after that they went on more quickly, though the danger was greater. Their ears were strained for the sound of hoof or foot on the road ahead, or following them from behind; but the night passed, and they heard no sound of walker or rider. The road had been made in a long lost time, and for perhaps thirty miles below the Morannon it had been newly repaired, but as it went south the wild encroached upon it. The handiwork of Men of old could still be seen in its straight sure flight and level course: now and again it cut its way article source hillside slopes, or leaped over a stream upon a wide shapely arch of enduring masonry; but at last all signs of stonework faded, save for a broken pillar here and there, peering out of bushes at the side, or old paving-stones still lurking amid weeds and moss. Heather and trees and bracken scrambled down and overhung the banks, or sprawled out over the surface. It dwindled at last to a country cart-road little used; but it did continue reading 650 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS wind: it held on its own sure course and guided them by the swiftest way. So they passed into the northern marches of that land that Men once called Ithilien, a fair country of climbing woods and swift-falling streams. The night became fine under star and round moon, and it seemed to the hobbits that the fragrance of the air grew as they went forward; and from the blowing and muttering of Gollum it seemed that he noticed it too, and did not relish it. At the first signs of day they halted again. They had come to the end of a long cutting, deep, and sheer-sided in the middle, by which the road clove its way through a stony ridge. Now they climbed up the westward bank and looked abroad. Day was opening in the sky, and they saw that the mountains were now much further off, receding eastward in a long curve that was lost in the distance. Before them, as they turned west, gentle slopes ran down into dim hazes far below. All about them were small woods of resinous trees, fir and cedar and cypress, and other kinds unknown in the Shire, with wide glades among them; and everywhere there was a wealth of sweet-smelling herbs and shrubs. The long journey from Rivendell had brought them far south of their own land, but not until now in this more sheltered region had the hobbits felt the change of clime. Here Spring was already busy about them: fronds pierced moss and mould, larches were green-fingered, small flowers were opening in the turf, birds were singing. Ithilien, the garden of Gondor now desolate kept still a dishevelled dryad loveliness. South and west it looked towards the warm lower vales of Anduin, shielded from the east by the Ephel Du´ ath and yet not under the mountain-shadow, protected from the north by the Emyn Muil, open to the southern airs and the moist winds from the Sea far away. Many great trees grew there, planted long ago, falling into untended age amid a riot of careless descendants; and groves and thickets there were of tamarisk and pungent terebinth, of olive and of bay; and there were junipers and myrtles; and thymes that grew in bushes, or with their woody creeping stems mantled in deep tapestries the hidden stones; sages of many kinds putting forth blue flowers, or red, or pale green; and marjorams and new-sprouting parsleys, and many herbs of forms and scents beyond the garden-lore of Sam. The grots and rocky walls were already starred with saxifrages and stonecrops. Primeroles and anemones were awake in the filbert-brakes; and asphodel and many lily-flowers nodded their half-opened heads in the grass: deep green grass beside the pools, where falling streams halted in cool hollows on their journey down to Anduin. The travellers turned their backs on the road and went downhill. O F H ERBS A ND STEWE D RA BBIT 651 As they walked, brushing their way through bush and herb, sweet odours rose about them. Gollum coughed and retched; but the hobbits breathed deep, and suddenly Sam laughed, for hearts ease not for jest. They followed a stream that went quickly down before them. Presently it brought them to a small clear lake in a shallow dell: it lay in the broken ruins of an ancient stone basin, the carven rim of which was almost wholly covered with mosses and rose-brambles; iris-swords stood in ranks about it, and water-lily leaves floated on its dark gently-rippling surface; but it was deep and fresh, and spilled ever softly out over a stony lip at the far end. Here they washed themselves and drank their fill at the in-falling freshet. Then they sought for a resting-place, and a hiding-place; for this land, fair-seeming still, was nonetheless now territory of the Enemy. They had not come very far from the road, and yet even in so short a space they had seen scars of the old wars, and the newer wounds made by the Orcs and other foul servants of the Dark Lord: a pit of uncovered filth and refuse; trees hewn down wantonly and left to die, with evil runes or the fell sign of the Eye cut in rude strokes on their bark. Sam scrambling below the outfall of the lake, smelling and touching the unfamiliar plants and trees, forgetful for the moment of Mordor, was reminded suddenly of their ever-present peril. He stumbled on a ring still scorched by fire, and in the midst of it he found a pile of charred and broken bones and skulls. The swift growth of the wild with briar and eglantine and trailing clematis was already drawing a veil over this place of dreadful feast and slaughter; but it was not ancient. He hurried back to his companions, but he said nothing: the bones were best left in peace and not pawed and routed by Gollum. Lets find a place to lie up in, he said. Not lower down. Higher up for me. A little way back above the lake they found a deep brown bed of last years fern. Beyond it was a thicket of dark-leaved bay-trees climbing up a steep bank that was crowned with old cedars. Here they decided to rest and pass the day, which already promised to be bright and warm. A good day for strolling on their way along the groves and glades of Ithilien; but though Orcs may shun the sunlight, there were too many places here where they could lie hid and watch; and other evil eyes were abroad: Sauron had many servants. Gollum, in any case, would not move under the Yellow Face. Soon it would look over the dark ridges of the Ephel Du´ ath, and he would faint and cower in the light and heat. Sam had been giving earnest thought to food as they marched. 652 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Now that the despair of the impassable Gate was behind him, he did not feel so inclined as his master to take no thought for their livelihood beyond the end of their errand; and anyway it seemed wiser to him to save the waybread of the Https://freestrategygames.cloud/windows/pubg-gameloop-download-for-pc-windows-7-vs.php for worse times ahead. Six days or more had passed since he reckoned that they had only a bare supply for three weeks. If we reach the Fire in that time, well be lucky at this rate. he thought. And we might be wanting to get back. We might. Besides, at the end of a long night-march, and after bathing and drinking, he felt even more hungry than usual. A supper, or a breakfast, by the fire in the old kitchen at Bagshot Row was what he really wanted. An idea struck him and he turned to Gollum. Gollum had just begun to sneak off on his own, and he was crawling away on all fours through the fern. Gollum. said Sam. Where are you going. Hunting. Well, see here, old noser, you dont like our food, and Id not be sorry for a change myself. Your new mottos always ready to help. Could you find anything fit for a hungry hobbit. Yes, perhaps, yes, said Gollum. Sme´agol always helps, if they asks if they asks nicely. Right. said Sam. I does ask. And if that isnt nice enough, I begs. Gollum disappeared. He was away some time, and Frodo after a few mouthfuls of lembas settled deep into the brown fern and went to sleep. Sam looked at him. The early daylight was only just creeping down into the shadows under the trees, but he saw his masters face very clearly, and his hands, too, lying at rest on the ground beside him. He was reminded suddenly of Frodo as he had lain, asleep in the house of Elrond, after his deadly wound. Then as he had kept watch Sam had noticed that at times a light seemed to be shining faintly within; Baldurs gate yenna boys now the light was even clearer and stronger. Frodos face was peaceful, the marks of fear and care had left it; but it looked old, old and beautiful, as if the chiselling of the shaping years was now revealed in many fine lines that had before been hidden, though the identity of the face was not changed. Not that Sam Gamgee put it that way to himself. He shook his head, as if finding words useless, and murmured: I love him. Hes like that, and sometimes it shines through, somehow. But I love him, whether or no. Gollum returned quietly and peered over Sams shoulder. Looking at Frodo, he shut his eyes and crawled away without a sound. Sam came to him a moment later and found him chewing something and muttering to himself. On the ground beside him lay two small rabbits, which he was beginning to eye greedily. 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But click here needed a fire, and other things besides. He thought for a bit, while he took out his knife, cleaned and whetted it, and began to dress the rabbits. He was not going to leave Frodo alone asleep even for a few minutes. Now, Gollum, he said, Ive another job for you. Go and fill these pans with water, and bring em back. Sme´agol will fetch water, yes, said Gollum. But what does the hobbit want all that water for. He has drunk, he has washed. Never you mind, said Sam. If you cant guess, youll soon find out. And the sooner you fetch the water, the sooner youll learn. Dont you damage one of my pans, or Ill carve you into mincemeat. While Gollum was away Sam took another look at Frodo. He was still sleeping quietly, but Sam was now struck most by the leanness of his face and hands. Too thin and drawn he is, he muttered. Not right for a hobbit. If I can get these coneys cooked, Im going to wake him up. Sam gathered a pile of the driest fern, and then scrambled up the bank collecting a bundle of twigs and broken wood; the fallen branch of a cedar at the top gave him a good supply. He cut out some turves at the foot of the bank just outside the fern-brake, and made a shallow hole and laid his fuel in it. Being handy with flint and tinder he soon had a small blaze going. It made little or no smoke but gave off an aromatic scent. He was just stooping over his fire, shielding it and building it up with heavier wood, when Gollum returned, carrying the pans carefully and grumbling to himself. He set the pans down, and then suddenly saw what Sam was doing. He gave a thin hissing shriek, and seemed to be both frightened and angry. Ach. Sss no. he cried. Silly hobbits, foolish, yes foolish. They mustnt do it. Mustnt do what. asked Sam in surprise. 654 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Not make the nassty red tongues, hissed Gollum. Fire, fire. Its dangerous, yes it is. It burns, it kills. And it will bring enemies, yes it will. I dont think so, said Sam. Dont see why it should, if you dont put wet stuff on it and make a smother. But if it does, it does. Im going to risk it, anyhow. Im going to stew these coneys. Stew the rabbits. squealed Gollum in dismay. Spoil beautiful meat Sme´agol saved for you, poor hungry Sme´agol. What for. What for, silly hobbit. They are young, they are tender, they are nice. Eat them, eat them. He clawed at the nearest rabbit, already skinned and lying by the fire. Now, now. said Sam. Each to his own fashion. Our bread chokes you, and raw coney chokes me. If you give me a coney, the coneys mine, see, to cook, if I have a mind. And I have. You neednt watch me. Go and catch another and eat it as you fancy somewhere private and out o my sight. Then you wont see the fire, and I shant see you, and well both be the happier. Ill see the fire dont smoke, if thats any comfort to you. Gollum withdrew grumbling, and crawled into the fern. Sam busied himself with his pans. What a hobbit needs with coney, he said to himself, is some herbs and roots, especially taters not to mention bread. Herbs we can manage, seemingly. Gollum. he called softly. Third time pays for all. I want some herbs. Gollums head peeped out of the fern, but his looks were neither helpful nor friendly. A few bay-leaves, some thyme and sage, will do before the water boils, said Sam. said Gollum. Sme´agol is not pleased. And Sme´agol doesnt like smelly leaves. He doesnt eat grasses or roots, no precious, not till hes starving or very sick, poor Sme´agol. Sme´agolll get into real true hot water, when this water boils, if he dont do as hes asked, growled Sam. Samll put his head in it, yes precious. And Id make him look for turnips and carrots, and taters too, if it was the time o the year. Ill bet theres all sorts of good things running wild in this country. Id give a lot for half a dozen taters. Sme´agol wont go, O no precious, not this time, hissed Gollum. Hes frightened, and hes very tired, and this hobbits not nice, not nice at all. Sme´agol wont grub for roots and carrotses and taters. Whats taters, precious, eh, whats taters. Po ta toes, said Sam. The Gaffers delight, and rare good ballast for an empty belly. But you wont find any, so you neednt look. But be good Sme´agol and fetch me the herbs, and Ill think better of you. Whats more, if you turn over a new leaf, and keep it turned, Ill cook you some taters one of these days. I will: fried O F H ERBS A ND STEWE D RA BBIT 655 fish and chips served by S. Gamgee. You couldnt say no to that. Yes, yes we could. Spoiling nice fish, scorching it.
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