Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Ride of the Rohirrim
Wallsstandupnolonger:gorgûnknockthemdownwithearth-thunderandwithclubsofblackiron.Theyareunwaryanddonotlookaboutthem.Theythinktheirfriendswatchallroads!’AtthatoldGhânmadeacuriousgurglingnoise,anditseemedthathewaslaughing.
‘Goodtidings!’criedÉomer.‘Eveninthisgloomhopegleamsagain.OurEnemy’sdevicesoftserveusinhisdespite.Theaccurseddarknessitselfhasbeenacloaktous.Andnow,lustingtodestroyGondorandthrowitdownstonefromstone,hisorcshavetakenawaymygreatestfear.Theout-wallcouldhavebeenheldlongagainstus.Nowwecansweepthrough-ifoncewewinsofar.’
‘OnceagainIthankyou,Ghân-buri-Ghânofthewoods,’saidThéoden.‘Goodfortunegowithyoufortidingsandforguidance!’
‘Killgorgûn!Killorc-folk!NootherwordspleaseWildMen‘answeredGhân.‘Driveawaybadairanddarknesswithbrightiron!’
‘Todothesethingswehaveriddenfar,’saidtheking,‘andweshallattemptthem.Butwhatweshallachieveonlytomorrowwillshow.’
Ghân-buri-Ghânsquatteddownandtouchedtheearthwithhishornybrowintokenoffarewell.Thenhegotupasiftodepart.Butsuddenlyhestoodlookinguplikesomestartledwoodlandanimalsnufflingastrangeair.Alightcameinhiseyes.
‘Windischanging!’hecried,andwiththat,inatwinklingasitseemed,heandhisfellowshadvanishedintotheglooms,nevertobeseenbyanyRiderofRohanagain.Notlongafterfarawayeastwardthefaintdrumsthrobbedagain.
