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The
morning
dawned
bright
and
fair
;
the
air
was
clean
,
and
the
light
pale
and
clear
in
a
rain-washed
sky
.
Their
hearts
were
encouraged
,
but
they
longed
for
the
sun
to
warm
their
cold
stiff
limbs
.
As
soon
as
it
was
light
,
Strider
took
Merry
with
him
and
went
to
survey
the
country
from
the
height
to
the
east
of
the
pass
.
The
sun
had
risen
and
was
shining
brightly
when
he
returned
with
more
comforting
news
.
They
were
now
going
more
or
less
in
the
right
direction
.
If
they
went
on
,
down
the
further
side
of
the
ridge
,
they
would
have
the
Mountains
on
their
left
.
Some
way
ahead
Strider
had
caught
a
glimpse
of
the
Loudwater
again
,
and
he
knew
that
,
though
it
was
hidden
from
view
,
the
Road
to
the
Ford
was
not
far
from
the
River
and
lay
on
the
side
nearest
to
them
.
'
We
must
make
for
the
Road
again
,
'
he
said
.
'
We
can
not
hope
to
find
a
path
through
these
hills
.
Whatever
danger
may
beset
it
,
the
Road
is
our
only
way
to
the
Ford
.
'
As
soon
as
they
had
eaten
they
set
out
again
.
They
climbed
slowly
down
the
southern
side
of
the
ridge
;
but
the
way
was
much
easier
than
they
had
expected
,
for
the
slope
was
far
less
steep
on
this
side
,
and
before
long
Frodo
was
able
to
ride
again
.
Bill
Ferny
's
poor
old
pony
was
developing
an
unexpected
talent
for
picking
out
a
path
,
and
for
sparing
its
rider
as
many
jolts
as
possible
.
The
spirits
of
the
party
rose
again
.
Even
Frodo
felt
better
in
the
morning
light
,
but
every
now
and
again
a
mist
seemed
to
obscure
his
sight
,
and
he
passed
his
hands
over
his
eyes
.
Pippin
was
a
little
ahead
of
the
others
.
Suddenly
he
turned
round
and
called
to
them
.
'
There
is
a
path
here
!
'
he
cried
.
When
they
came
up
with
him
,
they
saw
that
he
had
made
no
mistake
:
there
were
clearly
the
beginnings
of
a
path
,
that
climbed
with
many
windings
out
of
the
woods
below
and
faded
away
on
the
hill-top
behind
.
In
places
it
was
now
faint
and
overgrown
,
or
choked
with
fallen
stones
and
trees
;
but
at
one
time
it
seemed
to
have
been
much
used
.
It
was
a
path
made
by
strong
arms
and
heavy
feet
.
Here
and
there
old
trees
had
been
cut
or
broken
down
,
and
large
rocks
cloven
or
heaved
aside
to
make
a
way
.
They
followed
the
track
for
some
while
,
for
it
offered
much
the
easiest
way
down
,
but
they
went
cautiously
,
and
their
anxiety
increased
as
they
came
into
the
dark
woods
,
and
the
path
grew
plainer
and
broader
.
Suddenly
coming
out
of
a
belt
of
fir-trees
it
ran
steeply
down
a
slope
,
and
turned
sharply
to
the
left
round
the
corner
of
a
rocky
shoulder
of
the
hill
.
When
they
came
to
the
corner
they
looked
round
and
saw
that
the
path
ran
on
over
a
level
strip
under
the
face
of
a
low
cliff
overhung
with
trees
.
In
the
stony
wall
there
was
a
door
hanging
crookedly
ajar
upon
one
great
hinge
.
Outside
the
door
they
all
halted
.
There
was
a
cave
or
rock-chamber
behind
,
but
in
the
gloom
inside
nothing
could
be
seen
.
Strider
,
Sam
,
and
Merry
pushing
with
all
their
strength
managed
to
open
the
door
a
little
wider
,
and
then
Strider
and
Merry
went
in
.
They
did
not
go
far
,
for
on
the
floor
lay
many
old
bones
,
and
nothing
else
was
to
be
seen
near
the
entrance
except
some
great
empty
jars
and
broken
pots
.
'
Surely
this
is
a
troll-hole
,
if
ever
there
was
one
!
'
said
Pippin
.
'
Come
out
,
you
two
,
and
let
us
get
away
.
Now
we
know
who
made
the
path
--
and
we
had
better
get
off
it
quick
.
'
