Властелин колец: Две башни
The Road to Isengard
Atlastthecompanypassedthroughthetrees,andfoundthattheyhadcometothebottomoftheCoomb,wheretheroadfromHelm’sDeepbranched,goingonewayeasttoEdoras,andtheothernorthtotheFordsofIsen.Astheyrodefromundertheeavesofthewood,Legolashaltedandlookedbackwithregret.Thenhegaveasuddencry.
’Thereareeyes!’hesaid.’Eyeslookingoutfromtheshadowsoftheboughs!Ineversawsucheyesbefore.’
Theothers,surprisedbyhiscry,haltedandturned;butLegolasstartedtorideback.
’No,no!’criedGimli.’Doasyoupleaseinyourmadness,butletmefirstgetdownfromthishorse!Iwishtoseenoeyes!’’Stay,LegolasGreenleaf!’saidGandalf.’Donotgobackintothewood,notyet!Nowisnotyourtime.’
Evenashespoke,therecameforwardoutofthetreesthreestrangeshapes.Astallastrollstheywere,twelvefeetormoreinheight;theirstrongbodies,stoutasyoungtrees,seemedtobecladwithraimentorwithhideofclose-fittinggreyandbrown.Theirlimbswerelong,andtheirhandshadmanyfingers;theirhairwasstiff,andtheirbeardsgrey-greenasmoss.Theygazedoutwithsolemneyes,buttheywerenotlookingattheriders:theireyeswerebentnorthwards.Suddenlytheyliftedtheirlonghandstotheirmouths,andsentforthringingcalls,clearasnotesofahorn,butmoremusicalandvarious.Thecallswereanswered;andturningagain,theriderssawothercreaturesofthesamekindapproaching,stridingthroughthegrass.
