Властелин колец: Возвращение короля

           Beforethedaylongduskendedandtruenightcameagaintheyhadcrawledandstumbledtoitsveryfeet.

           WithagaspFrodocasthimselfontheground.Samsatbyhim.Tohissurprisehefelttiredbutlighter,andhisheadseemedclearagain.Nomoredebatesdisturbedhismind.Heknewalltheargumentsofdespairandwouldnotlistentothem.Hiswillwasset,andonlydeathwouldbreakit.Hefeltnolongereitherdesireorneedofsleep,butratherofwatchfulness.Heknewthatallthehazardsandperilswerenowdrawingtogethertoapoint:thenextdaywouldbeadayofdoom,thedayoffinaleffortordisaster,thelastgasp.

           Butwhenwoulditcome?Thenightseemedendlessandtimeless,minuteafterminutefallingdeadandaddinguptonopassinghour,bringingnochange.Sambegantowonderifaseconddarknesshadbegunandnodaywouldeverreappear.AtlasthegropedforFrodo’shand.Itwascoldandtrembling.Hismasterwasshivering.

           "Ididn’toughttohaveleftmyblanketbehind,"mutteredSam;andlyingdownhetriedtocomfortFrodowithhisarmsandbody.Thensleeptookhim,andthedimlightofthelastdayoftheirquestfoundthemsidebyside.ThewindhadfallenthedaybeforeasitshiftedfromtheWest,andnowitcamefromtheNorthandbegantorise;andslowlythelightoftheunseenSunfiltereddownintotheshadowswherethehobbitslay.

           "Nowforit!Nowforthelastgasp!"saidSamashestruggledtohisfeet.HebentoverFrodo,rousinghimgently.