Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Pyre of Denethor
AndwhydomenfighthereintheHallowswhenthereiswarenoughbeforetheGate?OrhasourEnemycomeeventoRathDínen?’
‘SincewhenhastheLordofGondorbeenanswerabletothee?’saidDenethor.‘OrmayInotcommandmyownservants?’
‘Youmay,’saidGandalf.‘Butothersmaycontestyourwill,whenitisturnedtomadnessandevil.Whereisyourson,Faramir?’
‘Helieswithin,’saidDenethor,‘burning,alreadyburning.Theyhavesetafireinhisflesh.Butsoonallshallbeburned.TheWesthasfailed.Itshallallgoupinagreatfire,andallshallbeended.Ash!Ashandsmokeblownawayonthewind!’
ThenGandalfseeingthemadnessthatwasonhimfearedthathehadalreadydonesomeevildeed,andhethrustforward,withBeregondandPippinbehindhim,whileDenethorgavebackuntilhestoodbesidethetablewithin.ButtheretheyfoundFaramir,stilldreaminginhisfever,lyinguponthetable.Woodwaspiledunderit,andhighallaboutit,andallwasdrenchedwithoil,eventhegarmentsofFaramirandthecoverlets;butasyetnofirehadbeensettothefuel.ThenGandalfrevealedthestrengththatlayhidinhim;evenasthelightofhispowerwashiddenunderhisgreymantle.Heleapedupontothefaggots,andraisingthesickmanlightlyhesprangdownagain,andborehimtowardsthedoor.ButashedidsoFaramirmoanedandcalledonhisfatherinhisdream.
Denethorstartedasonewakingfromatrance,andtheflamediedinhiseyes,andhewept;andhesaid:‘Donottakemysonfromme!Hecallsforme.’
