Властелин колец: Братство кольца
Flight to the Ford
Theyfollowedthetrackforsomewhile,foritofferedmuchtheeasiestwaydown,buttheywentcautiously,andtheiranxietyincreasedastheycameintothedarkwoods,andthepathgrewplainerandbroader.Suddenlycomingoutofabeltoffir-treesitransteeplydownaslope,andturnedsharplytotheleftroundthecornerofarockyshoulderofthehill.
Whentheycametothecornertheylookedroundandsawthatthepathranonoveralevelstripunderthefaceofalowcliffoverhungwithtrees.Inthestonywalltherewasadoorhangingcrookedlyajarupononegreathinge.
Outsidethedoortheyallhalted.Therewasacaveorrock-chamberbehind,butinthegloominsidenothingcouldbeseen.Strider,Sam,andMerrypushingwithalltheirstrengthmanagedtoopenthedooralittlewider,andthenStriderandMerrywentin.Theydidnotgofar,foronthefloorlaymanyoldbones,andnothingelsewastobeseenneartheentranceexceptsomegreatemptyjarsandbrokenpots.
‘Surelythisisatroll-hole,ifevertherewasone!’saidPippin.‘Comeout,youtwo,andletusgetaway.Nowweknowwhomadethepath–andwehadbettergetoffitquick.’
‘Thereisnoneed,Ithink,’saidStrider,comingout.‘Itiscertainlyatroll-hole,butitseemstohavebeenlongforsaken.Idon’tthinkweneedbeafraid.Butletusgoondownwarily,andweshallsee.’
Thepathwentonagainfromthedoor,andturningtotherightagainacrossthelevelspaceplungeddownathickwoodedslope.
