Властелин колец: Две башни
The Taming of Sméagol
`Andwhat’shisPrecious?Doeshemeanthe’
`Hsh!’breathedFrodo.’He’sgettingnearnow,nearenoughtohearawhisper.’
IndeedGollumhadsuddenlypausedagain,andhislargeheadonitsscrawnyneckwaslollingfromsidetosideasifhewaslistening.Hispaleeyeswerehalfunlidded.Samrestrainedhimself,thoughhisfingersweretwitching.Hiseyes,filledwithangeranddisgust,werefixedonthewretchedcreatureashenowbegantomoveagain,stillwhisperingandhissingtohimself.
Atlasthewasnomorethanadozenfeetfromtheground,rightabovetheirheads.Fromthatpointtherewasasheerdrop,forthecliffwasslightlyundercut,andevenGollumcouldnotfindaholdofanykind.Heseemedtobetryingtotwistround,soastogolegsfirst,whensuddenlywithashrillwhistlingshriekhefell.Ashedidso,hecurledhislegsandarmsuproundhim,likeaspiderwhosedescendingthreadissnapped.
Samwasoutofhishidinginaflashandcrossedthespacebetweenhimandtheclifffootinacoupleofleaps.BeforeGollumcouldgetup,hewasontopofhim.ButhefoundGollummorethanhebargainedfor,eventakenlikethat,suddenly,offhisguardafterafall.BeforeSamcouldgetahold,longlegsandarmswerewoundroundhimpinninghisarms,andaclinginggrip,softbuthorriblystrong,wassqueezinghimlikeslowlytighteningcords;clammyfingerswerefeelingforhisthroat.Thensharpteethbitintohisshoulder.Allhecoulddowastobutthishardroundheadsidewaysintothecreature’sface.
