Властелин колец: Две башни
The Taming of Sméagol
Frodo,’hesaidatlast,`butIthinktheropecameoffitself-whenIcalled.’Hecoileditupandstoweditlovinglyinhispack.
’Itcertainlycame,’saidFrodo,`andthat’sthechiefthing.Butnowwe’vegottothinkofournextmove.Nightwillbeonussoon.Howbeautifulthestarsare,andtheMoon!’
’Theydocheertheheart,don’tthey?’saidSamlookingup.’Elvishtheyare.somehow.AndtheMoon’sgrowing.Wehaven’tseenhimforanightortwointhiscloudyweather.He’sbeginningtogivequitealight.’
’Yes,’saidFrodo;`buthewon’tbefullforsomedays.Idon’tthinkwe’lltrythemarshesbythelightofhalfamoon.’
Underthefirstshadowsofnighttheystartedoutonthenextstageoftheirjourney.AfterawhileSamturnedandlookedbackatthewaytheyhadcome.Themouthofthegullywasablacknotchinthedimcliff.`I’mgladwe’vegottherope,’hesaid.’We’vesetalittlepuzzleforthatfootpad,anyhow.Hecantryhisnastyflappyfeetonthoseledges!’
Theypickedtheirstepsawayfromtheskirtsofthecliff,amongawildernessofbouldersandroughstones,wetandslipperywiththeheavyrain.Thegroundstillfellawaysharply.Theyhadnotgoneveryfarwhentheycameuponagreatfissurethatyawnedsuddenlyblackbeforetheirfeet.Itwasnotwide,butitwastoowidetojumpacrossinthedimlight.Theythoughttheycouldhearwatergurglinginitsdepths.Itcurvedawayontheirleftnorthward,backtowardsthehills.
