Властелин колец: Две башни
The White Rider
’Youhavenotsaidallthatyouknoworguess,Aragornmyfriend,’hesaidquietly.’PoorBoromir!Icouldnotseewhathappenedtohim.Itwasasoretrialforsuchaman:awarrior,andalordofmen.Galadrieltoldmethathewasinperil.Butheescapedintheend.Iamglad.Itwasnotinvainthattheyounghobbitscamewithus,ifonlyforBoromir’ssake.Butthatisnottheonlyparttheyhavetoplay.TheywerebroughttoFangorn,andtheircomingwaslikethefallingofsmallstonesthatstartsanavalancheinthemountains.Evenaswetalkhere,Ihearthefirstrumblings.Sarumanhadbestnotbecaughtawayfromhomewhenthedambursts!’
’Inonethingyouhavenotchanged,dearfriend,’saidAragorn:’youstillspeakinriddles.’
’What?Inriddles?’saidGandalf.’No!ForIwastalkingaloudtomyself.Ahabitoftheold:theychoosethewisestpersonpresenttospeakto;thelongexplanationsneededbytheyoungarewearying.’Helaughed,butthesoundnowseemedwarmandkindlyasagleamofsunshine.
’IamnolongeryoungeveninthereckoningofMenoftheAncientHouses,’saidAragorn.’Willyounotopenyourmindmoreclearlytome?’
’WhatthenshallIsay?’saidGandalf,andpausedforawhileinthought.’ThisinbriefishowIseethingsatthemoment,ifyouwishtohaveapieceofmymindasplainaspossible.TheEnemy,ofcourse,haslongknownthattheRingisabroad,andthatitisbornebyahobbit.HeknowsnowthenumberofourCompanythatsetoutfromRivendell,andthekindofeachofus.
