Властелин колец: Две башни
The Taming of Sméagol
Throttleusinoursleep,that’shisplan.’
’Idaresay,’saidFrodo.`Butwhathemeanstodoisanothermatter.’Hepausedforawhileinthought.Gollumlaystill,butstoppedwhimpering.Samstoodgloweringoverhim.
ItseemedtoFrodothenthatheheard,quiteplainlybutfaroff,voicesoutofthepast:
WhatapityBilbodidnotstubthevilecreature,whenhehadachance!
Pity?ItwasPitythatstayedhishand.Pity,andMercy:nottostrikewithoutneed.
IdonotfeelanypityforGollum.Hedeservesdeath.
Deservesdeath!Idaresayhedoes.Manythatlivedeservedeath.Andsomediethatdeservelife.Canyougivethattothem?Thenbenottooeagertodealoutdeathinthenameofjustice,fearingforyourownsafety.Eventhewisecannotseeallends.
`Verywell,’heansweredaloud,loweringhissword.’ButstillIamafraid.Andyet,asyousee,Iwillnottouchthecreature.FornowthatIseehim,Idopityhim.’
Samstaredathismaster,whoseemedtobespeakingtosomeonewhowasnotthere.Gollumliftedhishead.
’Yess,wretchedweare,precious,’hewhined.’Miserymisery!Hobbitswon’tkillus,nicehobbits.’
’No,wewon’t,’saidFrodo.`Butwewon’tletyougo,either.You’refullofwickednessandmischief,Gollum.Youwillhavetocomewithus,that’sall,whilewekeepaneyeonyou.Butyoumusthelpus,ifyoucan.Onegoodturndeservesanother.’
’Yess,yesindeed,’saidGollumsittingup.’Nicehobbits!Wewillcomewiththem.Findthemsafepathsinthedark,yeswewill.
