Властелин колец: Две башни
The Uruk-Hai
’Maybe,maybe!Thenyou’llflyoffwithourprisoners,andgetallthepayandpraiseinLugbúrz,andleaveustofootitasbestwecanthroughtheHorse-country.No,wemuststicktogether.Theselandsaredangerous:fulloffoulrebelsandbrigands.’
’Aye,wemuststicktogether,’growledUglúk.’Idon’ttrustyoulittleswine.You’venogutsoutsideyourownsties.Butforusyou’dallhaverunaway.WearethefightingUruk-hai!Weslewthegreatwarrior.Wetooktheprisoners.WearetheservantsofSarumantheWise,theWhiteHand:theHandthatgivesusman’s-fleshtoeat.WecameoutofIsengard,andledyouhere,andweshallleadyoubackbythewaywechoose.IamUglúk.Ihavespoken.’
’Youhavespokenmorethanenough,Uglúk,’sneeredtheevilvoice.’IwonderhowtheywouldlikeitinLugbúrz.TheymightthinkthatUglúk’sshouldersneededrelievingofaswollenhead.Theymightaskwherehisstrangeideascamefrom.DidtheycomefromSaruman,perhaps?Whodoeshethinkheis,settinguponhisownwithhisfilthywhitebadges?Theymightagreewithme,withGrishnákhtheirtrustedmessenger;andIGrishnákhsaythis:Sarumanisafool.andadirtytreacherousfool.ButtheGreatEyeisonhim.
’Swineisit?Howdoyoufolklikebeingcalledswinebythemuck-rakersofadirtylittlewizard?It’sorc-fleshtheyeat,I’llwarrant.’
Manyloudyellsinorc-speechansweredhim,andtheringingclashofweaponsbeingdrawn.CautiouslyPippinrolledover,hopingtoseewhatwouldhappen.
