Властелин колец: Две башни
Of Herbs and Stewed Rabbit
Norwon’thaveachance,maybe!’
`Hush!’whisperedFrodo.`IthoughtIheardvoices.’
Thetwohobbitstrussedtheirsmallpacks,putthemonreadyforflight,andthencrawleddeeperintothefern.Theretheycrouchedlistening.
Therewasnodoubtofthevoices.Theywerespeakinglowandfurtively,buttheywerenear,andcomingnearer.Thenquitesuddenlyonespokeclearlycloseathand.
`Here!Hereiswherethesmokecamefrom!’itsaid.`’Twillbenighathand.Inthefern,nodoubt.Weshallhaveitlikeaconeyinatrap.Thenweshalllearnwhatkindofthingitis.’
`Aye,andwhatitknows!’saidasecondvoice.
Atoncefourmencamestridingthroughthefernfromdifferentdirections.Sinceflightandhidingwerenolongerpossible,FrodoandSamsprangtotheirfeet,puttingbacktobackandwhippingouttheirsmallswords.
Iftheywereastonishedatwhattheysaw,theircaptorswereevenmoreastonished.FourtallMenstoodthere.Twohadspearsintheirhandswithbroadbrightheads.Twohadgreatbows,almostoftheirownheight,andgreatquiversoflonggreen-featheredarrows.Allhadswordsattheirsides,andwerecladingreenandbrownofvariedhues,asifthebettertowalkunseeninthegladesofIthilien.Greengauntletscoveredtheirhands,andtheirfaceswerehoodedandmaskedwithgreen,exceptfortheireyes,whichwereverykeenandbright.AtonceFrodothoughtofBoromir,fortheseMenwerelikehiminstatureandbearing,andintheirmannerofspeech.
`Wehavenotfoundwhatwesought,’saidone.
