Властелин колец: Две башни
The White Rider
Iwonderifwecanseeanythingfromthisledgewhichwillhelpustoguesswhichwaytheywentnext?’
Hestoodupandlookedabout,buthesawnothingthatwasofanyuse.Theshelffacedsouthwardandeastward;butonlyontheeastwastheviewopen.Therehecouldseetheheadsofthetreesdescendinginrankstowardstheplainfromwhichtheyhadcome.
’Wehavejourneyedalongwayround,’saidLegolas.’Wecouldhaveallcomeheresafetogether,ifwehadlefttheGreatRiveronthesecondorthirddayandstruckwest.Fewcanforeseewhithertheirroadwillleadthem,tilltheycometoitsend.’
’ButwedidnotwishtocometoFangorn,’saidGimli.
’Yethereweare-andnicelycaughtinthenet,’saidLegolas.’Look!’
’Lookatwhat?’saidGimli.
’Thereinthetrees.’
’Where?Ihavenotelf-eyes.’
’Hush!Speakmoresoftly!Look!’saidLegolaspointing.’Downinthewood,backintheWaythatwehavejustcome.Itishe.Cannotyouseehim,passingfromtreetotree?’
’Isee,Iseenow!’hissedGimli.’Look,Aragorn!DidInotwarnyou?Thereistheoldman.Allindirtygreyrags:thatiswhyIcouldnotseehimatfirst.’
Aragornlookedandbeheldabentfiguremovingslowly.Itwasnotfaraway.Itlookedlikeanoldbeggar-man,walkingwearily,leaningonaroughstaff.Hisheadwasbowed,andhedidnotlooktowardsthem.Inotherlandstheywouldhavegreetedhimwithkindwords;butnowtheystoodsilent,eachfeelingastrangeexpectancy:somethingwasapproachingthatheldahiddenpower-ormenace.
