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Frodo
and
Sam
beat
first
upon
the
tree-trunk
where
Pippin
had
lain
.
They
then
struggled
franticaly
to
pull
open
the
jaws
of
the
crack
that
held
poor
Merry
.
It
was
quite
useless
.
"
What
a
foul
thing
to
happen
!
"
cried
Frodo
wildly
.
"
Why
did
we
ever
come
into
this
dreadful
Forest
?
I
wish
we
were
all
back
at
Crickholow
!
"
He
kicked
the
tree
with
all
his
strength
,
heedless
of
his
own
feet
.
A
hardly
perceptible
shiver
ran
through
the
stem
and
up
into
the
branches
;
the
leaves
rustled
and
whispered
,
but
with
a
sound
now
of
faint
and
far-off
laughter
.
"
I
suppose
we
have
n't
got
an
axe
among
our
luggage
,
Mr.
Frodo
?
"
asked
Sam
.
"
I
brought
a
little
hatchet
for
chopping
firewood
,
"
said
Frodo
.
"
That
would
n't
be
much
use
.
"
"
Wait
a
minute
!
"
cried
Sam
,
struck
by
an
idea
suggested
by
firewood
.
"
We
might
do
something
with
fire
!
"
"
We
might
,
"
said
Frodo
doubtfuly
.
"
We
might
succeed
in
roasting
Pippin
alive
inside
.
"
"
We
might
try
to
hurt
or
frighten
this
tree
to
begin
with
,
"
said
Sam
fiercely
.
"
If
it
do
n't
let
them
go
,
I
'll
have
it
down
,
if
I
have
to
gnaw
it
.
"
He
ran
to
the
ponies
and
before
long
came
back
with
two
tinder-boxes
and
a
hatchet
.
Quickly
they
gathered
dry
grass
and
leaves
,
and
bits
of
bark
;
and
made
a
pile
of
broken
twigs
and
chopped
sticks
.
These
they
heaped
against
the
trunk
on
the
far
side
of
the
tree
from
the
prisoners
.
As
soon
as
Sam
had
struck
a
spark
into
the
tinder
,
it
kindled
the
dry
grass
and
a
flurry
of
flame
and
smoke
went
up
.
The
twigs
crackled
.
Little
fingers
of
fire
licked
against
the
dry
scored
rind
of
the
ancient
tree
and
scorched
it
.
A
tremor
ran
through
the
whole
wilow
.
The
leaves
seemed
to
hiss
above
their
heads
with
a
sound
of
pain
and
anger
.
A
loud
scream
came
from
Merry
,
and
from
far
inside
the
tree
they
heard
Pippin
give
a
muffled
yel
.
"
Put
it
out
!
Put
it
out
!
"
cried
Merry
.
"
He
'll
squeeze
me
in
two
,
if
you
do
n't
.
He
says
so
!
"
