Властелин колец: Две башни
Of Herbs and Stewed Rabbit
Thoughitain’tquitewhatI’dcallright:nostock,noonions,notaters.I’vegotabitofastewforyou,andsomebroth,Mr.Frodo.Doyougood.You’llhavetosupitinyourmug;orstraightfromthepan,whenit’scooledabit.Ihaven’tbroughtnobowls,nornothingproper.’
Frodoyawnedandstretched.’YoushouldhavebeenrestingSam,’hesaid.’Andlightingafirewasdangerousintheseparts.ButIdofeelhungry.Hmm!CanIsmellitfromhere?Whathaveyoustewed?’
’ApresentfromSméagol,’saidSam:`abraceo’youngconeys;thoughIfancyGollum’sregrettingthemnow.Butthere’snoughttogowiththembutafewherbs.’
Samandhismastersatjustwithinthefern-brakeandatetheirstewfromthepans,sharingtheoldforkandspoon.TheyallowedthemselveshalfapieceoftheElvishwaybreadeach.Itseemedafeast.
’Wheew!Gollum!’Samcalledandwhistledsoftly.’Comeon!Stilltimetochangeyourmind.There’ssomeleft,ifyouwanttotrystewedconey.’Therewasnoanswer.
`Ohwell,Isupposehe’sgoneofftofindsomethingforhimself.We’llfinishit,’saidSam.
`Andthenyoumusttakesomesleep,’saidFrodo.
`Don’tyoudropoff,whileI’mnodding,Mr.Frodo.Idon’tfeeltoosureofhim.There’sagooddealofStinker-thebadGollum,ifyouunderstandme-inhimstill,andit’sgettingstrongeragain.NotbutwhatIthinkhe’dtrytothrottlemefirstnow.Wedon’tseeeyetoeye,andhe’snotpleasedwithSam,Onoprecious,notpleasedatall.’
