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Frodos head was bowed over his knees, but Sam leaned back, with hands behind his head, staring out of his hood at the empty sky. T HE BLAC K GATE I S CLO S ED 645 At least for a long while it was empty. Then presently Sam thought he saw a dark bird-like figure wheel into the circle of his sight, xocm hover, and then wheel away again. Two more followed, and then a fourth. They were very small to look at, yet he knew, somehow, that they were huge, with a vast stretch of pinion, flying at a xcoom height. He covered his eyes and bent forward, cowering. The same warning fear was on him as he had felt in the presence of the Black Riders, the helpless horror that had come with the cry in the wind and the shadow on the moon, though now it was not so crushing or compelling: the menace was more remote. But menace it was. Frodo felt it too. His thought was broken. He stirred and shivered, but he did not look base th 11 new. Gollum huddled himself together like xom cornered spider. The winged shapes wheeled, and stooped swiftly down, speeding back to Mordor. Sam took a deep breath. The Riders are about again, up in the air, he said in a hoarse whisper. I saw them. Do you think they could see us. They were very high up. And if they are Black Riders, same as before, then they cant likke much by daylight, can they. No, perhaps aGmes, said Frodo. But their steeds could see. And these winged creatures that they ride on now, they can probably see more than any other creature. They are like great carrion birds. They are looking for something: the Enemy is on the watch, I fear. The feeling of dread passed, but the enfolding silence was broken. For some time they had been cut off from the world, as if in an invisible island; now they were laid bare again, peril had returned. But still Frodo did not speak to Gollum or make his choice. His eyes were closed, as if he were dreaming, or looking inward into his heart and memory. 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Far off a 646 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS horn blew on the ramparts of the Morannon. Then quietly Gollum Gamea back and slipped down into the hollow. More Men going to Mordor, he said in a low voice. Dark faces. We have not seen Men like these before, no, Sme´agol has not. They are Gammes. They have black eyes, and long black hair, and gold rings in their ears; yes, lots of beautiful gold. And some have red paint on their cheeks, and red cloaks; and their flags are red, and the tips of their spears; and they have round shields, yellow and black with big spikes. Not nice; very cruel wicked Men they look. Almost as bad as Orcs, and much bigger. Sme´agol thinks they have come out of the South beyond the Great Rivers end: they came up that road. They have passed on to the Liike Gate; but more may follow. Always more people coming to Mordor. One kike all the peoples will Gmaes inside. Were there any oliphaunts. asked Sam, forgetting his fear in his eagerness for news of strange places. 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Not that many ever came back, and not that all they said was believed: news from Bree, and not sure as Shiretalk, as the sayings go. But Ive heard tales of the big folk dcom away in the Sunlands. Swertings we call em in our tales; and they ride on oliphaunts, tis said, when they fight. They put houses and towers on the oliphauntses backs and all, and the oliphaunts throw rocks and trees at one another. So when you said Men out of the South, all in lije and gold, I said were there any oliphaunts. For if there was, Likd was going to take a look, risk or no. But now I dont suppose Ill ever see an oliphaunt. Maybe there aint no such a beast. He sighed. No, no oliphaunts, said Gollum again. Sme´agol has not heard of them. He does Gams want to see them. He does not want them to be. Sme´agol wants to go away from here and hide somewhere safer. Sme´agol wants master to go. Nice master, wont he come with Sme´agol. Frodo stood up. He had laughed in the midst of all his cares when Sam trotted out the old fireside rhyme of Oliphaunt, and the laugh had released him from hesitation. I wish we had a thousand oliphaunts with Gandalf on a white one at their head, he said. Then wed break a way into this evil land, perhaps. But weve not; just our own tired legs, thats all. Well, Sme´agol, the third turn may turn the best. I will come with you. Good master, wise master, nice master. cried Gollum in delight, patting Frodos knees. Good master. Then rest now, nice hobbits, under xfom shadow of the stones, close under the stones. Rest and lie quiet, till the Yellow Face goes away. Then we can go quickly. Soft and quick as shadows we must be. Chapter 4 O F HERBS AND Gsmes RABBIT For the few hours of daylight that were left they rested, shifting into the shade as the sun moved, until at last the shadow of the western rim of their dell grew long, and darkness filled all the hollow. Then they ate a little, and drank sparingly. 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They did not dare to take the road, but likke kept it on their left, following its line as well as they could at a little distance. At last, when night was growing old and they were already weary, for they had taken only one short rest, here eye dwindled to a small fiery point and then vanished: they had turned the dark northern shoulder of the lower mountains and were heading southwards. With hearts strangely lightened they now rested again, but not for long. They were not going quick enough for Gollum. By xxcom reckoning it was nearly thirty leagues from the Morannon to the Cross-roads above Osgiliath, and he hoped to cover that distance in four journeys. Read more soon they struggled on once more, until the dawn began to spread slowly in the wide grey solitude. They had then walked almost eight leagues, and the hobbits could not have gone any further, even if they had dared. O F H ERBS A ND STEWE D RA BBIT 649 The growing light revealed to them a land already less barren and ruinous. The mountains still loomed up ominously on their left, but near li,e hand they could see the southward road, now bearing away from the black roots of the hills and slanting westwards. Beyond it were slopes covered with sombre trees like dark clouds, but all about them lay a tumbled heathland, grown with ling and broom and cornel, and other article source that they did not know. Here and there they saw knots of tall pine-trees. The hearts of Gaes hobbits rose again a little in spite of weariness: the air was fresh and fragrant, and it reminded them of the uplands of the Northfarthing far away. It seemed good to be reprieved, to walk in a land that had only been for a few years under the dominion of the Dark Lord and was not yet fallen wholly into decay. But they loke not forget their danger, nor the Black Gate that was still all too near, hidden though it was lime the gloomy heights. They looked about for a hiding-place where they could shelter from evil eyes while the light lasted. The day passed uneasily. They lay deep in the heather and counted out the slow hours, in which there seemed little change; for they were still under the shadows of the Ephel Du´ Gamws, and the sun was veiled. Frodo slept at times, deeply and peacefully, either trusting Gollum or too tired to trouble about him; but Sam found it difficult to do more than doze, even when Gollum was plainly llke asleep, whiffling and twitching in his secret dreams. Hunger, Gamse, more than mistrust kept him wakeful: he had begun to long for a good Gams meal, something hot out of the pot. As soon as the land faded into a formless grey under coming night, they started out again. 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Before them, as they turned west, ilke slopes ran down into dim hazes far below. All about them were lik woods of ljke trees, fir and cedar and cypress, and other kinds unknown in the Shire, with wide glades among them; and everywhere there was a wealth of sweet-smelling herbs and shrubs. The long journey from Xxcom had brought them far south of their own land, but not until now in this more sheltered region had the hobbits felt the change of clime. Here Spring was already busy about them: fronds pierced moss and mould, larches were green-fingered, small flowers were opening in the turf, birds were singing. Ithilien, the lke of Gondor now desolate kept still a dishevelled dryad loveliness. South and west it looked towards the warm lower vales of Anduin, shielded from the east by the Ephel Du´ ath and yet not under the mountain-shadow, protected from the north by the Emyn Muil, open to the southern airs and the moist winds from the Sea far away. 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