Властелин колец: Братство кольца

           HedrewoutSting:itflashedandglitteredlikeablueflameandthenslowlyfadedagainandgrewdull.InspiteofthefadingofhisswordthefeelingofimmediatedangerdidnotleaveFrodo,ratheritgrewstronger.Hegotupandcrawledtotheopeningandpeereddown.Hewasalmostcertainthathecouldhearstealthymovementsatthetree’sfootfarbelow.

           NotElves;forthewoodlandfolkwerealtogethernoiselessintheirmovements.Thenheheardfaintlyasoundlikesniffing:andsomethingseemedtobescrabblingonthebarkofthetree-trunk.Hestareddownintothedark,holdinghisbreath.

           Somethingwasnowclimbingslowly,anditsbreathcamelikeasofthissingthroughclosedteeth.Thencomingup,closetothestem,Frodosawtwopaleeyes.Theystoppedandgazedupwardunwinking.Suddenlytheyturnedaway,andashadowyfigureslippedroundthetrunkofthetreeandvanished.

           ImmediatelyafterwardsHaldircameclimbingswiftlyupthroughthebranches."TherewassomethinginthistreethatIhaveneverseenbefore,"hesaid."Itwasnotanorc.ItfledassoonasItouchedthetree-stem.Itseemedtobewary,andtohavesomeskillintrees,orImighthavethoughtthatitwasoneofyouhobbits.

           "Ididnotshoot,forIdarednotarouseanycries:wecannotriskbattle.AstrongcompanyofOrcshaspassed.TheycrossedtheNimrodel-cursetheirfoulfeetinitscleanwater!-andwentondowntheoldroadbesidetheriver.