Властелин колец: Две башни

           Itgrew,untilalmostitseemedtothemthatsmellwastheonlyclearsenselefttothem.andthatwasfortheirtorment.Onehour,twohours,threehours:howmanyhadtheypassedinthislightlesshole?Hours-days,weeksrather.Samleftthetunnel-sideandshranktowardsFrodo,andtheirhandsmetandclasped.andsotogethertheystillwenton.

           AtlengthFrodo,gropingalongtheleft-handwall,camesuddenlytoavoid.Almosthefellsidewaysintotheemptiness.Herewassomeopeningintherockfarwiderthananytheyhadyetpassed;andoutofitcameareeksofoul,andasenseoflurkingmalicesointense,thatFrodoreeled.AndatthatmomentSamtoolurchedandfellforwards.

           Fightingoffboththesicknessandthefear,FrodogrippedSam’shand.`Up!’hesaidinahoarsebreathwithoutvoice.’Itallcomesfromhere,thestenchandtheperil.Nowforit!Quick!’

           Callinguphisremainingstrengthandresolution,hedraggedSamtohisfeet,andforcedhisownlimbstomove.Samstumbledbesidehim.Onestep,twosteps,threesteps-atlastsixsteps.Maybetheyhadpassedthedreadfulunseenopening,butwhetherthatwassoornot,suddenlyitwaseasiertomove,asifsomehostilewillforthemomenthadreleasedthem.Theystruggledon,stillhandinhand.

           Butalmostatoncetheycametoanewdifficulty.Thetunnelforked,orsoitseemed,andinthedarktheycouldnottellwhichwasthewiderway,orwhichkeptnearertothestraight.