Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Tower of Cirith Ungol
Twicehepacedacrossthefloor.
"That’sbetter!"hesaid,hisspiritsrisingalittle."Ididn’tdaretomovewhenIwasleftalone,oroneoftheguardscame.Untiltheyellingandfightingbegan.Thetwobigbrutes:theyquarrelled,Ithink.Overmeandmythings.Ilayhereterrified.Andthenallwentdeadlyquiet,andthatwasworse."
"Yes,theyquarrelled,seemingly,"saidSam."Theremusthavebeenacoupleofhundredofthedirtycreaturesinthisplace.AbitofatallorderforSamGamgee,asyoumightsay.Butthey’vedoneallthekillingofthemselves.That’slucky,butit’stoolongtomakeasongabout,tillwe’reoutofhere.Nowwhat’stobedone?Youcan’tgowalkingintheBlackLandinnaughtbutyourskin,Mr.Frodo."
"They’vetakeneverything,Sam,"saidFrodo."EverythingIhad.Doyouunderstand?Everything!"Hecoweredontheflooragainwithbowedhead,ashisownwordsbroughthometohimthefullnessofthedisaster,anddespairoverwhelmedhim."ThequesthasfailedSam.Evenifwegetoutofhere,wecan’tescape.OnlyElvescanescape.Away,awayoutofMiddle-earth,farawayovertheSea.IfeventhatiswideenoughtokeeptheShadowout."
"No,noteverything,Mr.Frodo.Andithasn’tfailed,notyet.Itookit,Mr.Frodo,beggingyourpardon.AndI’vekeptitsafe.It’sroundmynecknow,andaterribleburdenitis,too."SamfumbledfortheRinganditschain."ButIsupposeyoumusttakeitback.
