Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Pyre of Denethor
ButIhaveanerrandtotheLordDenethorthatwillnotwait.TakecommandintheLord’sabsence!’
Theypassedon;andastheyclimbedanddrewneartotheCitadeltheyfeltthewindblowingintheirfaces,andtheycaughttheglimmerofmorningfaraway,alightgrowinginthesouthernsky.Butitbroughtlittlehopetothem,notknowingwhatevillaybeforethem,fearingtocometoolate.
‘Darknessispassing,’saidGandalf,‘butitstillliesheavyonthisCity.’
AtthegateoftheCitadeltheyfoundnoguard.‘ThenBeregondhasgone,’saidPippinmorehopefully.TheyturnedawayandhastenedalongtheroadtotheClosedDoor.Itstoodwideopen,andtheporterlaybeforeit.Hewasslainandhiskeyhadbeentaken.
‘WorkoftheEnemy!’saidGandalf.‘Suchdeedsheloves:friendatwarwithfriend;loyaltydividedinconfusionofhearts.’NowhedismountedandbadeShadowfaxreturntohisstable.‘For,myfriend,’hesaid,‘youandIshouldhaveriddentothefieldslongago,butothermattersdelayme.YetcomeswiftlyifIcall!’
TheypassedtheDoorandwalkedondownthesteepwindingroad.Lightwasgrowing,andthetallcolumnsandcarvenfiguresbesidethewaywentslowlybylikegreyghosts.
Suddenlythesilencewasbroken,andtheyheardbelowthemcriesandtheringingofswords:suchsoundsashadnotbeenheardinthehallowedplacessincethebuildingoftheCity.AtlasttheycametoRathDínenandhastenedtowardstheHouseoftheStewards,loominginthetwilightunderitsgreatdome.