Властелин колец: Братство кольца
Flight to the Ford
Itwasthoughtthatyoumightturnfarasidetoavoidpursuit,andbecomelostintheWilderness.
‘ItwasmylottotaketheRoad,andIcametotheBridgeofMitheithel,andleftatokenthere,nighonsevendaysago.ThreeoftheservantsofSauronwereupontheBridge,buttheywithdrewandIpursuedthemwestward.Icamealsoupontwoothers,buttheyturnedawaysouthward.SincethenIhavesearchedforyourtrail.TwodaysagoIfoundit,andfolloweditovertheBridge;andtodayImarkedwhereyoudescendedfromthehillsagain.Butcome!Thereisnotimeforfurthernews.SinceyouareherewemustrisktheperiloftheRoadandgo.Therearefivebehindus,andwhentheyfindyourtrailupontheRoadtheywillrideafteruslikethewind.Andtheyarenotall.Wheretheotherfourmaybe,Idonotknow.IfearthatwemayfindtheFordisalreadyheldagainstus.’
WhileGlorfindelwasspeakingtheshadesofeveningdeepened.Frodofeltagreatwearinesscomeoverhim.Eversincethesunbegantosinkthemistbeforehiseyeshaddarkened,andhefeltthatashadowwascomingbetweenhimandthefacesofhisfriends.Nowpainassailedhim,andhefeltcold.Heswayed,clutchingatSam’sarm.
‘Mymasterissickandwounded,’saidSamangrily.‘Hecan’tgoonridingafternightfall.Heneedsrest.’
GlorfindelcaughtFrodoashesanktotheground,andtakinghimgentlyinhisarmshelookedinhisfacewithgraveanxiety.
BrieflyStridertoldoftheattackontheircampunderWeathertop,andofthedeadlyknife.
