Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Land of Shadow
Ashortwaybeyondtheway-meeting,afteranothersteepincline,aflyingbridgeofstoneleaptoverthechasmandboretheroadacrossintothetumbledslopesandglensoftheMorgai.WithadesperatespurtFrodoandSamdashedalongthebridge;buttheyhadhardlyreacheditsfurtherendwhentheyheardthehueandcrybegin.Awaybehindthem,nowhighaboveonthemountain-side,loomedtheTowerofCirithUngol,itsstonesglowingdully.Suddenlyitsharshbellclangedagain,andthenbrokeintoashatteringpeal.Hornssounded.Andnowfrombeyondthebridge-endcameansweringcries.Downinthedarktrough,cutofffromthedyingglareofOrodruin,FrodoandSamcouldnotseeahead,butalreadytheyheardthetrampofiron-shodfeet,andupontheroadthererangtheswiftclatterofhoofs.
"Quick,Sam!Overwego!"criedFrodo.Theyscrambledontothelowparapetofthebridge.Fortunatelytherewasnolongeranydreadfuldropintothegulf,fortheslopesoftheMorgaihadalreadyrisenalmosttotheleveloftheroad;butitwastoodarkforthemtoguessthedepthofthefall.
"Well,heregoes,Mr.Frodo,"saidSam."Good-bye!"
Heletgo.Frodofollowed.Andevenastheyfelltheyheardtherushofhorsemensweepingoverthebridgeandtherattleoforc-feetrunningupbehind.ButSamwouldhavelaughed,ifhehaddared.
