Властелин колец: Братство кольца
Flight to the Ford
Eatenafterthatdraughtthestalebreadanddriedfruit(whichwasnowallthattheyhadleft)seemedtosatisfytheirhungerbetterthanmanyagoodbreakfastintheShirehaddone.
TheyhadrestedratherlessthanfivehourswhentheytooktotheRoadagain.Glorfindelstillurgedthemon,andonlyallowedtwobriefhaltsduringtheday’smarch.Inthiswaytheycoveredalmosttwentymilesbeforenightfall,andcametoapointwheretheRoadbentrightandrandowntowardsthebottomofthevalley,nowmakingstraightfortheBruinen.Sofartherehadbeennosignorsoundofpursuitthatthehobbitscouldseeorhear;butoftenGlorfindelwouldhaltandlistenforamoment,iftheylaggedbehind,andalookofanxietycloudedhisface.OnceortwicehespoketoStriderintheelf-tongue.
Buthoweveranxioustheirguidesmightbe,itwasplainthatthehobbitscouldgonofurtherthatnight.Theywerestumblingalongdizzywithweariness,andunabletothinkofanythingbuttheirfeetandlegs.Frodo’spainhadredoubled,andduringthedaythingsabouthimfadedtoshadowsofghostlygrey.Healmostwelcomedthecomingofnight,forthentheworldseemedlesspaleandempty.
Thehobbitswerestillweary,whentheysetoutagainearlynextmorning.ThereweremanymilesyettogobetweenthemandtheFord,andtheyhobbledforwardatthebestpacetheycouldmanage.
‘Ourperilwillbegreatestjusterewereachtheriver,’saidGlorfindel;‘formyheartwarnsmethatthepursuitisnowswiftbehindus,andotherdangermaybewaitingbytheFord.’
