Властелин колец: Братство кольца
A Long-expected Party
’Ifyoudon’tletmein,Frodo,Ishallblowyourdoorrightdownyourholeandoutthroughthehill,’hesaid.
’MydearGandalf!Halfaminute!’criedFrodo,runningoutoftheroomtothedoor.’Comein!Comein!IthoughtitwasLobelia.’
’ThenIforgiveyou.ButIsawhersometimeago,drivingapony-traptowardsBywaterwithafacethatwouldhavecurdlednewmilk.’
’Shehadalreadynearlycurdledme.Honestly,InearlytriedonBilbo’sring.Ilongedtodisappear.’
’Don’tdothat!’saidGandalf,sittingdown.’Dobecarefulofthatring,Frodo!Infact,itispartlyaboutthatthatIhavecometosayalastword.’
’Well,whataboutit?’
’Whatdoyouknowalready?’
’OnlywhatBilbotoldme.Ihaveheardhisstory:howhefoundit,andhowheusedit:onhisjourney,Imean.’
’Whichstory,Iwonder,’saidGandalf.
’Oh,notwhathetoldthedwarvesandputinhisbook,’saidFrodo.’HetoldmethetruestorysoonafterIcametolivehere.Hesaidyouhadpesteredhimtillhetoldyou,soIhadbetterknowtoo."Nosecretsbetweenus,Frodo,"hesaid;"buttheyarenottogoanyfurther.It’smineanyway."’
’That’sinteresting,’saidGandalf.’Well,whatdidyouthinkofitall?’
’Ifyoumean,inventingallthatabouta"present",well,Ithoughtthetruestorymuchmorelikely,andIcouldn’tseethepointofalteringitatall.
