Властелин колец: Братство кольца
Three is Company
"Bekindtoapooroldhobbit!"laughedFrodo."Ishalbeasthinasawilow-wand,I’msure,beforeIgettoBuckland.ButIwastalkingnonsense.Isuspectyouhavetakenmorethanyourshare,Sam,andIshallookintoitatournextpacking."Hepickeduphisstickagain."Wel,wealllikewalkinginthedark,"hesaid,’solet’sputsomemilesbehindusbeforebed."
Forashortwaytheyfolowedthelanewestwards.Thenleavingittheyturnedleftandtookquietlytothefieldsagain.Theywentinsinglefilealonghedgerowsandthebordersofcoppices,andnightfelldarkaboutthem.Intheirdarkcloakstheywereasinvisibleasiftheyallhadmagicrings.Sincetheywereallhobbits,andweretryingtobesilent,theymadenonoisethatevenhobbitswouldhear.Eventhewildthingsinthefieldsandwoodshardlynoticedtheirpassing.
AftersometimetheycrossedtheWater,westofHobbiton,byanarrowplank-bridge.
Thestreamwastherenomorethanawindingblackribbon,borderedwithleaningalder-trees.
AmileortwofurthersouththeyhastilycrossedthegreatroadfromtheBrandywineBridge;theywerenowintheTooklandandbendingsouth-eastwardstheymadefortheGreenHillCountry.AstheybegantoclimbitsfirstslopestheylookedbackandsawthelampsinHobbitonfarofftwinklinginthegentlevaleyoftheWater.Soonitdisappearedinthefoldsofthedarkenedland,andwasfolowedbyBywaterbesideitsgreypool.Whenthelightofthelastfarmwasfarbehind,peepingamongthetrees,Frodoturnedandwavedahandinfarewel.
"IwonderifIshaleverlookdownintothatvaleyagain,"hesaidquietly.
