Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Muster of Rohan
Wewillridethestraightwayandtheopenroadandwithallourspeed.Themustershallbeginatonce,andwaitfornonethattarry.HaveyougoodstoreinMinasTirith?Forifwemustridenowinallhaste,thenwemustridelight,withbutmealandwaterenoughtolastusintobattle.’
‘Wehaveverygreatstorelongprepared,’answeredHirgon.Ridenowaslightandasswiftasyoumay!’
‘Thencalltheheralds,Éomer,’saidThéoden.‘LettheRidersbemarshalled!’
Éomerwentout,andpresentlythetrumpetsrangintheHoldandwereansweredbymanyothersfrombelow;buttheirvoicesnolongersoundedclearandbraveastheyhadseemedtoMerrythenightbefore.Dulltheyseemedandharshintheheavyair,brayingominously.
ThekingturnedtoMerry.‘Iamgoingtowar,MasterMeriadoc,’hesaid.‘InalittlewhileIshalltaketheroad.Ireleaseyoufrommyservice,butnotfrommyfriendship.Youshallabidehere,andifyouwill,youshallservetheLadyÉowyn,whowillgovernthefolkinmystead.’
‘But,but,lord,’Merrystammered,‘Iofferedyoumysword.Idonotwanttobepartedfromyoulikethis,ThéodenKing.Andasallmyfriendshavegonetothebattle’Ishouldbeashamedtostaybehind.’
‘Butwerideonhorsestallandswift,’saidThéoden;‘andgreatthoughyourheartbe,youcannotrideonsuchbeasts.’
‘Thentiemeontothebackofone,orletmehangonastirrup,orsomething,’saidMerry.
