Властелин колец: Две башни
The Passage of the Marshes
`Dayisnear,’hewhispered,asifDaywassomethingthatmightoverhearhimandspringonhim.`Sméagolwillstayhere:Iwillstayhere,andtheYellowFacewon’tseeme.’
`WeshouldbegladtoseetheSun;’saidFrodo,`butwewillstayhere:wearetootiredtogoanyfurtheratpresent.’
`YouarenotwisetobegladoftheYellowFace,’saidGollum.`Itshowsyouup.NicesensiblehobbitsstaywithSméagol.Orcsandnastythingsareabout.Theycanseealongway.Stayandhidewithme!’
Thethreeofthemsettleddowntorestatthefootoftherockywallofthegully.Itwasnotmuchmorethanatallman’sheightnow,andatitsbasetherewerewideflatshelvesofdrystone;thewaterraninachannelontheotherside.FrodoandSamsatononeoftheflats,restingtheirbacks.Gollumpaddledandscrabbledinthestream.
`Wemusttakealittlefood,’saidFrodo.`Areyouhungry,Sméagol?Wehaveverylittletoshare,butwewillspareyouwhatwecan.’
AtthewordhungryagreenishlightwaskindledinGollum’spaleeyes,andtheyseemedtoprotrudefurtherthaneverfromhisthinsicklyface.ForamomentherelapsedintohisoldGollum-manner.’Wearefamisshed,yesfamisshedweare.precious,’hesaid.`Whatisittheyeats?Havetheynicefisshes?’Histonguelolledoutbetweenhissharpyellowteeth.lickinghiscolourlesslips.
`No,wehavegotnofish,’saidFrodo.`Wehaveonlygotthis’-heheldupawaferoflembas-’andwater,ifthewaterhereisfittodrink.’
`Yess,yess,nicewater,’saidGollum.
