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That is the horn that Boromir always wore. cried Pippin. Verily, said Denethor. And in my turn I bore it, and so did each eldest son of our house, far back into the vanished years before the failing of the kings, since Vorondil father of Mardil hunted the wild kine of Araw in the far fields of Rhuˆn. I heard it blowing dim upon the northern marches thirteen days ago, and the River brought it to me, broken: it will wind no more. He paused and there was a heavy silence. Suddenly he turned his black glance upon Pippin. What say you to that, Halfling. Thirteen, thirteen days, faltered Pippin. Yes, I think that would be so. Yes, I stood beside him, as he blew the horn. But no help came. Only more orcs. So, said Denethor, looking keenly at Pippins face. You were there. Tell me more. Why did no help come. And how did you escape, and yet he did not, so mighty a man as he was, and only orcs to withstand him. Pippin flushed and forgot his fear. The mightiest man may be slain by one arrow, he said; and Boromir was pierced by many. When last I saw him he sank beside a tree and plucked a blackfeathered shaft from his side. Then I swooned and was made captive. I saw him no more, and know no more. But I honour his memory, for he was very valiant. He died to save us, my kinsman Meriadoc and myself, waylaid in the woods by the soldiery of the Dark Lord; and though he fell and failed, my gratitude is none the less. Then Pippin looked the old man in the eye, for pride stirred strangely within him, still stung by the scorn and suspicion in that cold voice. Little service, no doubt, will so great a lord of Men think to find in a hobbit, a halfling from the northern Shire; yet such as it 756 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS is, I will offer it, in payment of my debt. Twitching aside his grey cloak, Pippin drew forth his small sword and laid it at Denethors feet. A pale smile, like a gleam of cold sun on a winters evening, passed over the old mans face; but he bent his head and held out his hand, laying the shards of the horn aside. Give me the weapon. he said. Pippin lifted it and presented the hilt to him. Whence came this. said Denethor. Many, many years lie on it. Surely this is a blade wrought by our own kindred in the North in the deep past. It came out of the mounds that lie on the borders of my baldurs gate puzzle lab, said Pippin. But only evil wights dwell there now, and I will not willingly tell more of them. I see that strange tales are woven about you, said Denethor, and once again it is shown that looks may belie the man or the halfling. I accept your service. For you are not daunted by words; and you have courteous speech, strange though the sound of it may be to us in the South. And we shall have need of all folk of courtesy, be they great or small, in the days to come. Swear to me now. Take the hilt, said Gandalf, and speak after the Lord, if you are resolved on this. I am, said Pippin. The old man laid the sword along his lap, and Pippin put his hand to the hilt, and said slowly after Denethor: Here do I swear fealty and service to Gondor, and to the Lord and Steward of the realm, to speak and to be silent, to do and to let be, to come and to go, in need or plenty, in peace or war, in living or dying, from this hour henceforth, until my lord release me, or death take me, or the world end. So say I, Peregrin son of Paladin of the Shire of the Halflings. And this do I hear, Denethor son of Ecthelion, Lord of Gondor, Steward of the High King, and I will not forget it, nor fail to reward that which is given: fealty with love, valour with honour, oathbreaking with vengeance. Then Pippin received back his sword and put it in its sheath. And now, said Denethor, my first command to you: speak and be not silent. Tell me your full tale, and see that you recall all that you can of Boromir, my son. Sit now and begin. As he spoke he struck a small silver gong that stood near his footstool, and at once servants came forward. Pippin saw then that they had been standing in alcoves on either side of the door, unseen as he and Gandalf entered. Bring wine and food and seats for the guests, said Denethor, and see that none trouble us for one hour. It is all that I have to spare, for there is much else to heed, he M IN AS TIRIT H 757 said to Gandalf. Much of more import, it may seem, and yet to me less pressing. But maybe we can speak again at the end of the day. And earlier, it is to be hoped, said Gandalf. For I have not ridden hither from Isengard, one hundred and fifty leagues, with the speed of wind, only to bring you one small warrior, however courteous. Is it naught to you that The´oden has fought a great battle, and that Isengard is overthrown, and that I have broken the staff of Saruman. It is much to me. But I know already sufficient of these deeds for my own counsel against the menace of the East. He turned his dark eyes on Gandalf, and now Pippin saw a likeness between the two, and he felt the strain between them, almost as if he saw a line of smouldering fire, drawn from eye to eye, that might suddenly burst into flame. Denethor looked indeed much more like a great wizard than Https://freestrategygames.cloud/download/rust-game-no-download-real.php did, more kingly, beautiful, and powerful; and older. Yet by a sense other than sight Pippin perceived that Gandalf had the greater power and the deeper wisdom, and a majesty that was veiled. And he was older, far older. How much older. he wondered, and then he thought how odd it was that he had never thought about it before. Treebeard had said something about wizards, but even then he had not thought of Gandalf as one of them. What was Gandalf. In what far time and place did he come into the world, and when would he leave it. And then his musings broke off, and he saw that Denethor and Gandalf still looked each other in the eye, as if reading the others mind. But it was Denethor who first withdrew his gaze. Yea, he said; for though the Stones be lost, they say, still the lords of Gondor have keener sight than lesser men, and many messages come to them. But sit now. Then men came bearing a chair and a low stool, and one brought a salver with a silver flagon and cups, and white cakes. Pippin sat down, but he could not take his eyes from the old lord. Was it so, or had he only imagined it, that as he spoke of the Stones a sudden gleam of his eye had glanced upon Pippins face. Now tell me your tale, my liege, said Denethor, half kindly, half mockingly. For the words of one whom my son so befriended will be welcome indeed. Pippin never forgot that hour in the great hall under the piercing eye of the Lord of Gondor, stabbed ever and anon by his shrewd questions, and all the while conscious of Gandalf at his side, watching and listening, and (so Pippin felt) holding in check a rising wrath and impatience. When the hour was over and Denethor again rang the gong, Pippin felt worn out. It cannot be more than nine oclock, he thought. I could now eat three breakfasts on end. 758 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Lead the Lord Mithrandir to the housing prepared for him, said Denethor, and his companion may lodge with him for the present, if he will. But be it known that I have now sworn him to my service, and he shall be known as Peregrin son of Paladin and taught the lesser pass-words. Send word to the Captains that they shall wait on me here, as soon as may be after the third hour has rung. And you, my Lord Mithrandir, shall come too, as and when you will. None shall hinder your coming to me at any time, save only in my brief hours of sleep. Let your wrath at an old mans folly run off, and then return to my comfort. Folly. said Gandalf. Nay, my lord, when you are a dotard you will die. You can use even your grief as a cloak. Do you think that I do not understand your purpose in questioning for an hour one who knows the least, while I sit by. If you understand it, then be content, returned Denethor. Pride would be folly that disdained help and counsel at need; but you deal out such gifts according to your own designs. Yet the Lord of Gondor is not to be link the tool of other mens purposes, however worthy. And to him there is no purpose higher in Counter strike download apk world as it now stands than the good of Gondor; and the rule of Gondor, my lord, is mine and no other mans, unless the king should come again. Unless the king should come again. said Gandalf. Well, my lord Steward, it is your task to keep some kingdom still against that event, which few now look to see. In that task you shall have all the aid that you are pleased to ask for. But I will say this: the rule of no realm is mine, neither of Gondor nor any other, great or small. But all worthy things that are in peril as the world now stands, those are my care. And for my part, I shall not wholly fail of my task, though Gondor should perish, if anything passes through this night that can still grow fair or bear fruit and flower again in days to come. For I also am a steward. Did you not know. And with that he turned and strode from the hall with Pippin running at his side. Gandalf did not look at Pippin or speak a word to him as they went. Their guide brought them from the doors of the hall, and then led them across the Court of the Fountain into a lane between tall buildings of stone. After several turns they came to a house close to the wall of the citadel upon the north side, not far from the shoulder that linked the hill with the mountain. Within, upon the first floor above the street, up a wide carven stair, he showed them to a fair room, light and airy, with goodly hangings of dull gold sheen unfigured. It was sparely furnished, having but a small table, two chairs and a bench; but at either side there were curtained alcoves and well-clad beds within with vessels and basins for washing. There were three high narrow windows that looked northward over the great M IN AS TIRIT H 759 curve of Anduin, still shrouded in mists, towards the Emyn Muil and Rauros far away. Pippin had to climb on the bench to look out over the deep stone sill. Are you angry with me, Gandalf. he said, as their guide went out and closed the door. I did the best I could. You did indeed. said Gandalf, laughing suddenly; and he came and stood beside Pippin, putting his arm about the hobbits shoulders, and gazing out of the window. Pippin glanced in some wonder at the face now close beside his own, for the sound of link laugh had been gay and merry. Yet in the wizards face he saw at first only lines of care and sorrow; though as he looked more intently he perceived that under all there was a great joy: a fountain of mirth enough to set a kingdom laughing, were it to gush forth. Indeed you did your best, said the wizard; and I hope that it may be long before you find yourself in such a tight corner again between two such terrible old men. Still the Lord of Gondor learned more from you than you may have guessed, Pippin. You could not hide the fact that Boromir did not lead the Company from Moria, and that there was one among you of high honour who was coming to Minas Tirith; and that he had a famous sword. Men think much about the stories of old days in Gondor; and Denethor has given long thought to the rhyme and to the words Isildurs Bane, since Boromir went away. He is not as other men of this time, Pippin, and whatever be his descent from father to son, by some chance the blood of Westernesse runs nearly true in him; as it does in his other son, Faramir, and yet did not in Boromir whom he loved best. He has long sight. He can perceive, if he bends his will thither, much of what is passing in the minds of men, even of those that dwell far off. It is difficult to deceive him, and dangerous to try. Remember that. For you are now sworn to his service. I do not know what put it into your head, or your heart, to do that. But it was well done. I did not hinder it, for generous deed should not be checked by cold counsel. It touched his heart, as well (may I say it) as pleasing his humour. And at least you are free now to move about as you will in Minas Tirith when you are not on duty. For there is just click for source side to it. You are at his command; and he will not forget. Be wary still. He fell silent and sighed. Well, no need to brood on what tomorrow may bring. For one thing, tomorrow will be certain to bring worse than today, for many days to come. And there is nothing more that I can do to help it. The continue reading is set, and the pieces are moving. One piece that I greatly desire to find is Faramir, now the heir of Denethor. I do not think that he is in the City; but I have 760 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS had no time to gather news. I must go, Pippin. I must go to this lords council and learn what I can. But the Enemy has the move, and he is about to open his full game. And pawns are likely to see as much of it as any, Peregrin son of Paladin, soldier of Gondor. Sharpen your blade. Gandalf went to the door, and there he turned. I am in haste, Pippin, he said. Do me a favour when you go out. Even before you rest, if you are not too weary. Go and find Shadowfax and see how he is housed. These people are kindly to beasts, for they are a good and wise folk, but they have less skill with horses than some. With that Gandalf went out; and as he did so, there came the note of a clear sweet bell ringing in a tower of the citadel. Three strokes it rang, like silver in the air, and ceased: the third hour from the rising of the sun. After a minute Pippin went to the door and down the stair and looked about the street. The sun was now shining warm and bright, and the towers and tall houses cast Counter strike download apk clear-cut shadows westward. High in the blue air Mount Mindolluin lifted its white helm and snowy cloak. Armed men went to and fro in the ways of the City, as if going at the striking of the hour to changes of post and duty. Nine oclock wed call it in the Shire, said Pippin aloud to himself. Just the time for a nice breakfast by the open callofduty.com redeem qr in spring sunshine. And how I should like breakfast. Do these people ever have it, or is it over. And when do they have dinner, and where. Presently he noticed a man, clad in black and white, coming along the narrow street from the centre of the citadel towards him. Pippin felt lonely and made up his mind to speak as the man passed; but he had no need. The man came straight up to him. You are Peregrin the Halfling. he said. I am told that you have been sworn to the service of the Lord and of the City. Welcome. He held out his hand and Pippin took it. I am named Beregond son of Baranor. I have no duty this morning, and I have been sent to you to teach you the pass-words, and to tell you some of the many things that no doubt you will wish to know. And for my part, I would learn of you also. For never before have we seen a halfling in this land and though we have heard rumour of them, little is said of them in any tale that we know. Moreover you are a friend of Mithrandir. Do you know him well. Well, said Pippin. I have known of him all my short life, as you might say; and lately I have travelled far with him. But there is much to read in that book, and I cannot claim to have seen more than a page or two. Yet perhaps I know him as well as any but a few. Aragorn was the only one of our Company, I think, who really knew him. M IN AS TIRIT H 761 Aragorn. said Beregond. Who is he. Oh, stammered Pippin, he was a man who went about with us. I think he is in Rohan now. You have been in Rohan, I hear. There is much that I would ask you of that land also; for we put much of what little hope we have in its people. But I am forgetting my errand, which was first to answer what you would ask. What would you know, Gym des moines Peregrin. Er well, said Pippin, if I may venture to say so, rather a burning question in just click for source mind at present is, well, what about breakfast and all that. I mean, what are the meal-times, if you understand me, and where is the dining-room, if there is one. And the inns. I looked, but never a one could I see as we rode up, though I had been borne up by the hope of a draught of ale as soon as we came to the homes of wise and courtly men. Beregond looked at him gravely. An old campaigner, I see, he said. They say that men who go warring afield look ever to the next hope of food and of drink; though I am not a travelled man myself. Then you have not yet eaten today. Well, yes, to speak in courtesy, yes, said Pippin. But no more than a cup of wine and a white cake or two by the kindness of your lord; but he racked me for it with an hour of questions, and that is hungry work. Beregond laughed. At the table small men may do the greater deeds, we say. But you have broken your fast as well as any man in the Citadel, and with greater honour. This is a fortress and a tower of guard and is now in posture of war. We rise ere the Sun, and take a morsel in the grey light, and go to our duties at the opening hour. But do not despair. He laughed again, seeing the dismay in Pippins face. Those who have had heavy duty take somewhat to refresh their strength in the mid-morning. Then there is the nuncheon, at noon or after as duties allow; and men gather for the daymeal, and such mirth as there still may be, about the hour of sunset. Come. We will walk a little and then go find us some refreshment, and eat and drink on the battlement, and survey the fair morning. One moment. said Pippin blushing. Greed, or hunger by your courtesy, put it out of my mind. But Gandalf, Mithrandir as you call him, asked me to see to his horse Shadowfax, a great steed of Rohan, and the apple of the kings eye, I am told, though he has given him to Mithrandir for his services. I think his new master loves the beast better than he loves many men, and if his good will is of any value to this city, you will treat Shadowfax with all honour: with Counter strike download apk kindness than you have treated this hobbit, if it is possible. Hobbit. said Beregond. That is what we call ourselves, said Pippin. 762 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS I am glad to learn it, said Beregond, for now I may say that strange accents do not mar fair speech, and hobbits are a fair-spoken folk. But come. You shall make me acquainted with this good horse. I love beasts, and we see them seldom in this stony city; for my people came from the mountain-vales, and before that from Ithilien. But fear not. See more visit shall be short, a mere call of courtesy, and we will go thence to the butteries. Pippin found that Shadowfax had been well housed and tended.

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