Властелин колец: Две башни
The Choices of Master Samwise
MayIbeforgiven!NowI’vegottogetbacktohim.Somehow,somehow!’
Hedrewhisswordagainandbeatonthestonewiththehilt,butitonlygaveoutadullsound.Thesword,however,blazedsobrightlynowthathecouldseedimlyinitslight.Tohissurprisehenoticedthatthegreatblockwasshapedlikeaheavydoor,andwaslessthantwicehisownheight.Aboveitwasadarkblankspacebetweenthetopandthelowarchoftheopening.ItwasprobablyonlymeanttobeastopagainsttheintrusionofShelob,fastenedontheinsidewithsomelatchorboltbeyondthereachofhercunning.WithhisremainingstrengthSamleapedandcaughtthetop,scrambledup,anddropped;andthenheranmadly,swordblazinginhand,roundabendandupawindingtunnel.
Thenewsthathismasterwasstillaliverousedhimtoalasteffortbeyondthoughtofweariness.Hecouldnotseeanythingahead.forthisnewpassagetwistedandturnedconstantly;buthethoughthewascatchingthetwoOrcsup:theirvoicesweregrowingneareragain.Nowtheyseemedquiteclose.
`That’swhatI’mgoingtodo,’saidShagratinangrytones.’Puthimrightupinthetopchamber.’
`Whatfor?’growledGorbag.`Haven’tyouanylock-upsdownbelow?’
`He’sgoingoutofharm’sway,Itellyou,’answeredShagrat.’See?He’sprecious.Idon’ttrustallmylads,andnoneofyours;noryouneither,whenyou’remadforfun.He’sgoingwhereIwanthim,andwhereyouwon’tcome,ifyoudon’tkeepcivil.Uptothetop,Isay.He’llbesafethere.’
