Властелин колец: Две башни
Treebeard
Idon’tknowbutitfeltasifsomethingthatgrewintheground-asleep,youmightsay,orjustfeelingitselfassomethingbetweenroof-tipandleaf-tip,betweendeepearthandskyhadsuddenlywakedup,andwasconsideringyouwiththesameslowcarethatithadgiventoitsowninsideaffairsforendlessyears.’
’Hrum,Hoom,’murmuredthevoice,adeepvoicelikeaverydeepwoodwindinstrument.’Veryoddindeed!Donotbehasty,thatismymotto.ButifIhadseenyou,beforeIheardyourvoices-Ilikedthem:nicelittlevoices;theyremindedmeofsomethingIcannotremember-ifIhadseenyoubeforeIheardyou,Ishouldhavejusttroddenonyou,takingyouforlittleOrcs,andfoundoutmymistakeafterwards.Veryoddyouare,indeed.Rootandtwig,veryodd!’
Pippin,thoughstillamazed,nolongerfeltafraid.Underthoseeyeshefeltacurioussuspense,butnotfear.’Please.’hesaid,’whoareyou?Andwhatareyou?’
Aqueerlookcameintotheoldeyes,akindofwariness;thedeepwellswerecoveredover.’Hrum,now,’answeredthevoice;’well,IamanEnt,orthat’swhattheycallme.Yes,Entistheword.TheEnt,Iam,youmightsay,inyourmannerofspeaking.Fangornismynameaccordingtosome,Treebeardothersmakeit.Treebeardwilldo.’
’AnEnt?’saidMerry.’What’sthat?Butwhatdoyoucallyourself?What’syourrealname?’
’Hoonow!’repliedTreebeard.’Hoo!Nowthatwouldbetelling!Notsohasty.AndIamdoingtheasking.Youareinmycountry.Whatareyou,Iwonder?Icannotplaceyou.’
