Властелин колец: Две башни
The Window on the West
WeinthehouseofDenethorknowmuchancientlorebylongtradition,andtherearemoreoverinourtreasuriesmanythingspreserved:booksandtabletswritonwitheredparchments,yea,andonstone,andonleavesofsilverandofgold,indiverscharacters.Somenonecannowread;andfortherest,feweverunlockthem.Icanreadalittleinthem,forIhavehadteaching.ItwastheserecordsthatbroughttheGreyPilgrimtous.IfirstsawhimwhenIwasachild,andhehasbeentwiceorthricesincethen.’
’TheGreyPilgrim?’saidFrodo.’Hadheaname?’
’Mithrandirwecalledhiminelf-fashion,’saidFaramir,’andhewascontent.Manyaremynamesinmanycountries,hesaid.MithrandiramongtheElves,TharkûntotheDwarves;OlórinIwasinmyyouthintheWestthatisforgotten,intheSouthIncánus,intheNorthGandalf;totheEastIgonot.’
’Gandalf!’saidFrodo.’Ithoughtitwashe.GandalftheGreydearestofcounsellors.LeaderofourCompany.HewaslostinMoria.’
’Mithrandirwaslost!’saidFaramir.’Anevilfateseemstohavepursuedyourfellowship.Itishardindeedtobelievethatoneofsogreatwisdom,andofpower-formanywonderfulthingshedidamongus-couldperish,andsomuchlorebetakenfromtheworld.Areyousureofthis,andthathedidnotjustleaveyouanddepartwherehewould?’
’Alas!yes,’saidFrodo.`Isawhimfallintotheabyss.’
’Iseethatthereissomegreattaleofdreadinthis.’saidFaramir`whichperhapsyoumaytellmeintheevening-time.
