Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Land of Shadow
Onewascladinraggedbrownandwasarmedwithabowofhorn;itwasofasmallbreed,black-skinned,withwideandsnufflingnostrils:evidentlyatrackerofsomekind.Theotherwasabigfighting-orc,likethoseofShagrat’scompany,bearingthetokenoftheEye.Healsohadabowathisbackandcarriedashortbroad-headedspear.Asusualtheywerequarrelling,andbeingofdifferentbreedstheyusedtheCommonSpeechaftertheirfashion.
Hardlytwentypacesfromwherethehobbitslurkedthesmallorcstopped."Nar!"itsnarled."I’mgoinghome."Itpointedacrossthevalleytotheorc-hold."Nogoodwearingmynoseoutonstonesanymore.There’snotatraceleft,Isay.I’velostthescentthroughgivingwaytoyou.Itwentupintothehills,notalongthevalley,Itellyou."
"Notmuchuseareyou,youlittlesnufflers?"saidthebigorc."Ireckoneyesarebetterthanyoursnottynoses."
"Thenwhathaveyouseenwiththem?"snarledtheother."Garn!Youdon’tevenknowwhatyou’relookingfor."
"Whoseblame’sthat?"saidthesoldier."Notmine.ThatcomesfromHigherUp.Firsttheysayit’sagreatElfinbrightarmour,thenit’sasortofsmalldwarf-man,thenitmustbeapackofrebelUruk-hai;ormaybeit’sallthelottogether."
"Ar!"saidthetracker."They’velosttheirheads,that’swhatitis.
