Властелин колец: Братство кольца
A Short Cut to Mushrooms
Whentheyforcedtheirwayatlastintomoreopenground,theywerehotandtiredandveryscratched,andtheywerealsonolongercertainofthedirectioninwhichtheyweregoing.Thebanksofthestreamsank,asitreachedthelevelsandbecamebroaderandshalower,wanderingofftowardstheMarishandtheRiver.
"Why,thisistheStock-brook!"saidPippin."Ifwearegoingtotryandgetbackontoourcourse,wemustcrossatonceandbearright."
Theywadedthestream,andhurriedoverawideopenspace,rush-grownandtreeless,onthefurtherside.Beyondthattheycameagaintoabeltoftrees:talloaks,forthemostpart,withhereandthereanelmtreeoranash.Thegroundwasfairlylevel,andtherewaslittleundergrowth;butthetreeswereloocloseforthemtoseefarahead.Theleavesblewupwardsinsuddengustsofwind,andspotsofrainbegantofallfromtheovercastsky.Thenthewinddiedawayandtheraincamestreamingdown.Theytrudgedalongasfastastheycould,overpatchesofgrass,andthroughthickdriftsofoldleaves;andallaboutthemtherainpatteredandtrickled.Theydidnottalk,butkeptglancingback,andfromsidetoside.
AfterhalfanhourPippinsaid:"Ihopewehavenotturnedtoomuchtowardsthesouth,andarenotwalkinglongwisethroughthiswood!Itisnotaverybroadbelt-Ishouldhavesaidnomorethanamileatthewidest-andweoughttohavebeenthroughitbynow."
"Itisnogoodourstartingtogoinzig-zags,"saidFrodo."Thatwon’tmendmatters.Letuskeeponaswearegoing!IamnotsurethatIwanttocomeoutintotheopenyet."Theywentonforperhapsanothercoupleofmiles.Thenthesungleamedoutofraggedcloudsagainandtherainlessened.Itwasnowpastmid-day,andtheyfeltitwashightimeforlunch.