Властелин колец: Две башни
The Stairs of Cirith Ungol
Andyoudon’twantthemto.’
’No,sir,ofcoursenot.Berennow,heneverthoughthewasgoingtogetthatSilmarilfromtheIronCrowninThangorodrim,andyethedid,andthatwasaworseplaceandablackerdangerthanours.Butthat’salongtale,ofcourse,andgoesonpastthehappinessandintogriefandbeyondit-andtheSilmarilwentonandcametoEärendil.Andwhy,sir,Ineverthoughtofthatbefore!We’vegot-you’vegotsomeofthelightofitinthatstar-glassthattheLadygaveyou!Why,tothinkofit,we’reinthesametalestill!It’sgoingon.Don’tthegreattalesneverend?’
’No,theyneverendastales,’saidFrodo.`Butthepeopleinthemcome,andgowhentheirpart’sended.Ourpartwillendlater-orsooner.’
’Andthenwecanhavesomerestandsomesleep,’saidSam.Helaughedgrimly.’AndImeanjustthat,Mr.Frodo.Imeanplainordinaryrest,andsleep,andwakinguptoamorning’sworkinthegarden.I’mafraidthat’sallI’mhopingforallthetime.Allthebigimportantplansarenotformysort.Still,Iwonderifweshalleverbeputintosongsortales.We’reinone,orcourse;butImean:putintowords,youknow,toldbythefireside,orreadoutofagreatbigbookwithredandblackletters,yearsandyearsafterwards.Andpeoplewillsay:"Let’shearaboutFrodoandtheRing!"Andthey’llsay:"Yes,that’soneofmyfavouritestories.Frodowasverybrave.wasn’the,dad?""Yes,myboy,thefamousestofthehobbits,andthat’ssayingalot."’
