Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Muster of Rohan
Alasthatafeymoodshouldfallonamansogreatheartedinthishourofneed!Aretherenotevilthingsenoughabroadwithoutseekingthemundertheearth?Warisathand.’
Hepaused,foratthatmomenttherewasanoiseoutside,aman’svoicecryingthenameofThéoden,andthechallengeoftheguard.
PresentlythecaptainoftheGuardthrustasidethecurtain.‘Amanishere,lord,’hesaid,‘anerrand-riderofGondor.Hewishestocomebeforeyouatonce.’
‘Lethimcome!’saidThéoden.
Atallmanentered,andMerrychokedbackacry;foramomentitseemedtohimthatBoromirwasaliveagainandhadreturned.Thenhesawthatitwasnotso;themanwasastranger,thoughasliketoBoromirasifhewereoneofhiskin,tallandgrey-eyedandproud.Hewascladasariderwithacloakofdarkgreenoveracoatoffinemail;onthefrontofhishelmwaswroughtasmallsilverstar.Inhishandheboreasinglearrow,black-featheredandbarbedwithsteel,butthepointwaspaintedred.
HesankononekneeandpresentedthearrowtoThéoden.‘HailLordoftheRohirrim,friendofGondor!’hesaid.‘HirgonIam,errand-riderofDenethor,whobringyouthistokenofwar.Gondorisingreatneed.OftentheRohirrimhaveaidedus,butnowtheLordDenethorasksforallyourstrengthandallyourspeed;lestGondorfallatlast.’
‘TheRedArrow!’saidThéoden,holdingit,asonewhoreceivesasummonslongexpectedandyetdreadfulwhenitcomes.Hishandtrembled.
