Властелин колец: Две башни
The Stairs of Cirith Ungol
`It’ssayingalottoomuch,’saidFrodo,andhelaughed,alongclearlaughfromhisheart.SuchasoundhadnotbeenheardinthoseplacessinceSauroncametoMiddle-earth.ToSamsuddenlyitseemedasifallthestoneswerelisteningandthetallrocksleaningoverthem.ButFrododidnotheedthem;helaughedagain.’Why,Sam,’hesaid,’tohearyousomehowmakesmeasmerryasifthestorywasalreadywritten.Butyou’veleftoutoneofthechiefcharacters:Samwisethestouthearted."IwanttohearmoreaboutSam,dad.Whydidn’ttheyputinmoreofhistalk,dad?That’swhatIlike,itmakesmelaugh.AndFrodowouldn’thavegotfarwithoutSam,wouldhe,dad?"’
`Now,Mr.Frodo,’saidSam,’youshouldn’tmakefun.Iwasserious.’
`SowasI,’saidFrodo,’andsoIam.We’regoingonabittoofast.YouandI,Sam,arestillstuckintheworstplacesofthestory,anditisalltoolikelythatsomewillsayatthispoint:"Shutthebooknow,dad;wedon’twanttoreadanymore."’
`Maybe,’saidSam,’butIwouldn’tbeonetosaythat.Thingsdoneandoverandmadeintopartofthegreattalesaredifferent.Why,evenGollummightbegoodinatale,betterthanheistohavebyyou,anyway.Andheusedtoliketaleshimselfonce,byhisownaccount.Iwonderifhethinkshe’stheheroorthevillain?
`Gollum!’hecalled.`Wouldyouliketobethehero-nowwhere’shegottoagain?’
Therewasnosignofhimatthemouthoftheirshelternorintheshadowsnear.
