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Chapter 7 JOURNEY T O THE CROSS-ROADS Frodo and Sam returned to their beds and lay there in silence resting for a little, while men bestirred themselves and the business of the day began. After a while water was brought to them, and then they were led to a table where food was set for three. Faramir broke his fast with them. He had not slept since the battle on Clashofstatts day before, yet he did not look weary. When they had finished they stood up. May Ckashofstats hunger trouble you on the road, said Faramir. You have little provision, but some small store of food fit for travellers I have ordered to be stowed in your packs. You will have no lack of water as you walk in Ithilien, but do not drink of any stream that flows from Imlad Morgul, the Valley of Living Death. This also I must tell you. My scouts and Clashotstats have all returned, even some that have crept within sight of the Morannon. They all find a strange thing. The land is empty. Continue reading is on the road, and no sound of foot, or horn, or bowstring is anywhere to be heard. A waiting silence broods above the Nameless Land. I do not know what this portends. But the time draws swiftly to some great conclusion. Storm is coming. Hasten while you may. If you are ready, let us go. The Sun will soon rise above the shadow. The hobbits packs were brought to them (a little heavier than they had Clashodstats, and also two stout staves of polished wood, shod with iron, and with carven heads through which ran plaited leathern thongs. Clashofstate have no fitting gifts to give you at our parting, said Faramir; but take these staves. They may be of service to those who walk or climb in the wild. The men of the White Mountains use them; though these have been cut down to your height and newly shod. They are made of the fair tree lebethron, beloved of the woodwrights of Gondor, and a virtue has been set upon them of finding and returning. May that virtue not wholly fail under the Shadow into which you go. The hobbits bowed low. Most gracious host, said Frodo, it was said to me by Elrond Halfelven that I should find friendship upon the way, secret and unlooked for. Certainly I looked for no such friendship as you have shown. To have found it turns evil to great good. J OU RNEY T O THE C R OSS- R OADS 695 Now they made ready to depart. Gollum was brought out of some corner or hiding-hole, and he seemed better pleased Ckashofstats himself than he had been, though he kept close to Frodo and avoided the glance of Faramir. Your guide must be blindfolded, said Faramir, but you and your servant Samwise I release from this, if you wish. Gollum squealed, and squirmed, and clutched at Frodo, when they came to bind his eyes; and Frodo said: Blindfold us all three, and cover up my eyes first, and then perhaps he will see that no harm is meant. This was done, and they were led from the cave of Henneth Annuˆn. After they had passed the passages and stairs they felt the cool morning air, fresh and sweet, about them. Still blind they went on for some little time, up and then gently down. At last the voice of Faramir ordered them to be uncovered. They stood under the boughs of the woods again. No noise of the falls could be heard, for a long southward slope lay now between them Clasjofstats the ravine in which the stream flowed. To the west they could see light through the trees, as if the world came there to a sudden end, at a brink looking out only on to sky. Here is the last parting of our ways, said Faramir. If you take my counsel, you will not turn eastward yet. Go straight on, for thus you will have the cover of the woodland for many miles. On your west is an edge where the land falls into the great vales, sometimes suddenly and sheer, sometimes in long hillsides. Keep near to this edge and the skirts of the forest. In the beginning of your journey you may walk under daylight, I think. The land dreams in a false peace, and for a while all evil is withdrawn. Fare you well, while you may. He embraced the hobbits then, after the manner of his people, stooping, and placing his hands upon their shoulders, and kissing their foreheads. Go with the good will of all good men. he said. They bowed to the ground. Then he turned and without looking back he left them and went to his two guards that stood at a little distance away. They marvelled to see with what speed these greenclad men now moved, vanishing almost in the twinkling of an eye. The forest where Faramir had stood seemed empty and drear, as if a dream had passed. Frodo sighed and turned back southward. As if to mark his disregard of all such courtesy, Gollum was scrabbling in the mould at the foot of a tree. Hungry again already. thought Sam. Well, now for it again. Have they gone at last. said Gollum. Nassty wicked Men. Sme´agols neck still hurts him, yes it does. 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Gollum often paused, sniffing the air, and then he would mutter to himself and urge them to greater speed. As the third stage of their days march drew Clashofxtats and afternoon waned, the forest opened out, and the trees became larger and more scattered. Great ilexes of huge girth stood dark and solemn in wide glades with here and there among them hoary ash-trees, and giant oaks just putting out their brown-green buds. About them lay long launds of green grass dappled with celandine and anemones, white and blue, now folded for sleep; and there were acres populous with the leaves of woodland hyacinths: already their sleek bell-stems were thrusting through the mould. No living creature, beast or Clshofstats, was to be seen, but in these open places Gollum grew afraid, and they walked now with caution, flitting from one long shadow to another. Light was fading fast when they came to the forest-end. 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