Властелин колец: Братство кольца
Fog on the Barrow-Downs
Theywouldsoonnowbegoingforwardintolandswhollystrangetothem,andbeyondallbutthemostvagueanddistantlegendsoftheShire,andinthegatheringtwilighttheylongedforhome.Adeeplonelinessandsenseoflosswasonthem.Theystoodsilent,reluctanttomakethefinalparting,andonlyslowlybecameawarethatTomwaswishingthemfarewell,andtellingthemtohavegoodheartandtorideontilldarkwithouthalting.
‘Tomwillgiveyougoodadvice,tillthisdayisover(afterthatyourownluckmustgowithyouandguideyou):fourmilesalongtheRoadyou’llcomeuponavillage,BreeunderBree-hill,withdoorslookingwestward.Thereyou’llfindanoldinnthatiscalledThePrancingPony.BarlimanButterburistheworthykeeper.Thereyoucanstaythenight,andafterwardsthemorningwillspeedyouuponyourway.Bebold,butwary!Keepupyourmerryhearts,andridetomeetyourfortune!’
Theybeggedhimtocomeatleastasfarastheinnanddrinkoncemorewiththem;buthelaughedandrefused,saying:
Tom’scountryendshere:hewillnotpasstheborders.
Tomhashishousetomind,andGoldberryiswaiting!
Thenheturned,tosseduphishat,leapedonLumpkin’sback,androdeupoverthebankandawaysingingintothedusk.
Thehobbitsclimbedupandwatchedhimuntilhewasoutofsight.
‘IamsorrytotakeleaveofMasterBombadil,’saidSam.‘He’sacautionandnomistake.Ireckonwemaygoagooddealfurtherandseenaughtbetter,norqueerer.ButIwon’tdenyI’llbegladtoseethisPrancingPonyhespokeof
