Властелин колец: Две башни
The White Rider
’Wehavecomefartoseekthem,andyouseemtoknowwheretheyare.Wherearetheynow?’
’WithTreebeardandtheEnts,’saidGandalf.
’TheEnts!’exclaimedAragorn.’Thenthereistruthintheoldlegendsaboutthedwellersinthedeepforestsandthegiantshepherdsofthetrees?AretherestillEntsintheworld?Ithoughttheywereonlyamemoryofancientdays,ifindeedtheywereevermorethanalegendofRohan.’
’AlegendofRohan!’criedLegolas.’Nay,everyElfinWilderlandhassungsongsoftheoldOnodrimandtheirlongsorrow.Yetevenamongustheyareonlyamemory.IfIweretomeetonestillwalkinginthisworld,thenindeedIshouldfeelyoungagain!ButTreebeard:thatisonlyarenderingofFangornintotheCommonSpeech;yetyouseemtospeakofaperson.WhoisthisTreebeard?’
’Ah!nowyouareaskingmuch,’saidGandalf.’ThelittlethatIknowofhislongslowstorywouldmakeataleforwhichwehavenotimenow.TreebeardisFangorn,theguardianoftheforest;heistheoldestoftheEnts,theoldestlivingthingthatstillwalksbeneaththeSunuponthisMiddle-earth.Ihopeindeed,Legolas,thatyoumayyetmeethim.MerryandPippinhavebeenfortunate:theymethimhere,evenwherewesit.Forhecameheretwodaysagoandborethemawaytohisdwellingfaroffbytherootsofthemountains.Heoftencomeshere,especiallywhenhismindisuneasy,andrumoursoftheworldoutsidetroublehim.
