Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Siege of Gondor
‘TheLord’serrandsareurgentandshouldnotbehinderedbyme,’saidBeregond;‘buttellmequickly,ifyoumay:whatgoesforward?WhitherhasmyLordgone?Ihavejustcomeonduty,butIheardthathepassedtowardstheClosedDoor,andmenwerebearingFaramirbeforehim.’
‘Yes,’saidPippin,‘totheSilentStreet.’
Beregondbowedhisheadtohidehistears.‘Theysaidthathewasdying,’hesighed,‘andnowheisdead.’
‘No,’saidPippin,‘notyet.Andevennowhisdeathmightbeprevented,Ithink.ButtheLordoftheCity,Beregond,hasfallenbeforehiscityistaken.Heisfeyanddangerous.’QuicklyhetoldofDenethor’sstrangewordsanddeeds.‘ImustfindGandalfatonce.’
‘Thenyoumustgodowntothebattle.’
‘Iknow.TheLordhasgivenmeleave.But,Beregond,ifyoucan,dosomethingtostopanydreadfulthinghappening.’
‘TheLorddoesnotpermitthosewhoweartheblackandsilvertoleavetheirpostforanycause,saveathisowncommand.’
‘Well,youmustchoosebetweenordersandthelifeofFaramir,’saidPippin.‘Andasfororders,Ithinkyouhaveamadmantodealwith,notalord.Imustrun.IwillreturnifIcan.’
Heranon,down,downtowardstheoutercity.Menflyingbackfromtheburningpassedhim,andsomeseeinghisliveryturnedandshouted,buthepaidnoheed.AtlasthewasthroughtheSecondGate,beyondwhichgreatfiresleapedupbetweenthewalls.Yetitseemedstrangelysilent.Nonoiseorshoutsofbattleordinofarmscouldbeheard.
