Book VI

The Tower of Cirith Ungol

           Samrousedhimselfpainfullyfromtheground.Foramomenthewonderedwherehewas,andthenallthemiseryanddespairreturnedtohim.Hewasinthedeepdarkoutsidetheunder-gateoftheorcs"stronghold;itsbrazendoorswereshut.Hemusthavefallenstunnedwhenhehurledhimselfagainstthem;buthowlonghehadlaintherehedidnotknow.Thenhehadbeenonfire,desperateandfurious;nowhewasshiveringandcold.Hecrepttothedoorsandpressedhisearsagainstthem.

           Farwithinhecouldhearfaintlythevoicesoforesclamouring,butsoontheystoppedorpassedoutofhearing,andallwasstill.Hisheadachedandhiseyessawphantomlightsinthedarkness,buthestruggledtosteadyhimselfandthink.Itwasclearatanyratethathehadnohopeofgettingintotheorc-holdbythatgate;hemightwaittherefordaysbeforeitwasopened,andhecouldnotwait:timewasdesperatelyprecious.Henolongerhadanydoubtabouthisduty:hemustrescuehismasterorperishintheattempt.

           "Theperishingismorelikely,andwillbealoteasieranyway,"hesaidgrimlytohimself,ashesheathedStingandturnedfromthebrazendoors.Slowlyhegropedhiswaybackinthedarkalongthetunnel,notdaringtousetheelven-light;andashewenthetriedtofittogethertheeventssinceFrodoandhehadlefttheCross-roads.Hewonderedwhatthetimewas.Somewherebetweenonedayandthenext,hesupposed;butevenofthedayshehadquitelostcount.

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