Властелин колец: Братство кольца
A Journey in the Dark
Thewidestwasmorethansevenfeetacross,anditwaslongbeforePippincouldsummonenoughcouragetoleapoverthedreadfulgap.Thenoiseofchurningwatercameupfromfarbelow,asifsomegreatmill-wheelwasturninginthedepths.
"Rope!"mutteredSam."IknewI’dwantit,ifIhadn’tgotit!"
Asthesedangersbecamemorefrequenttheirmarchbecameslower.Alreadytheyseemedtohavebeentrampingon,on,endlesslytothemountains"roots.Theyweremorethanweary,andyetthereseemednocomfortinthethoughtofhaltinganywhere.Frodo’sspiritshadrisenforawhileafterhisescape,andafterfoodandadraughtofthecordial;butnowadeepuneasiness,growingtodread,creptoverhimagain.ThoughhehadbeenhealedinRivendelloftheknife-stroke,thatgrimwoundhadnotbeenwithouteffect.Hissensesweresharperandmoreawareofthingsthatcouldnotbeseen.Onesignofchangethathesoonhadnoticedwasthathecouldseemoreinthedarkthananyofhiscompanions,saveperhapsGandalf.AndhewasinanycasethebeareroftheRing:ithunguponitschainagainsthisbreast,andatwhilesitseemedaheavyweight.Hefeltthecertaintyofevilaheadandofevilfollowing;buthesaidnothing.Hegrippedtighteronthehiltofhisswordandwentondoggedly.
TheCompanybehindhimspokeseldom,andthenonlyinhurriedwhispers.