Властелин колец: Две башни
The Stairs of Cirith Ungol
`Well,Isupposeyou’reright,Mr.Frodo,’saidSam.’Notthatitcomfortsmemightily.Idon’tmakenomistake:Idon’tdoubthe’dhandmeovertoOrcsasgladlyaskisshishand.ButIwasforgetting-hisPrecious.No,Isupposethewholetimeit’sbeenThePreciousforpoorSméagol.That’stheoneideainallhislittleschemes,ifhehasany.ButhowbringingusupherewillhelphiminthatismorethanIcanguess.’
’Verylikelyhecan’tguesshimself,’saidFrodo.`AndIdon’tthinkhe’sgotjustoneplainschemeinhismuddledhead.IthinkhereallyisinparttryingtosavethePreciousfromtheEnemy.aslongashecan.Forthatwouldbethelastdisasterforhimselftoo.iftheEnemygotit.Andintheotherpart,perhaps,he’sjustbidinghistimeandwaitingonchance.’
’Yes,SlinkerandStinker,asI’vesaidbefore,’saidSam.’ButthenearertheygettotheEnemy’slandthemorelikeStinkerSlinkerwillget.Markmywords:ifeverwegettothepass,hewon’tletusreallytakethepreciousthingovertheborderwithoutmakingsomekindoftrouble.’
`Wehaven’tgotthereyet,’saidFrodo.
’No,butwe’dbetterkeepoureyesskinnedtillwedo.Ifwe’recaughtnapping,Stinkerwillcomeoutontopprettyquick.Notbutwhatitwouldbesafeforyoutohaveawinknow,master.Safe,ifyoulayclosetome.I’dbedearlygladtoseeyouhaveasleep.I’dkeepwatchoveryou;andanyway,ifyoulaynear,withmyarmroundyou,noonecouldcomepawingyouwithoutyourSamknowingit.’
