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'
Then
Gandalf
has
reached
Rivendell
?
'
cried
Frodo
joyfully
.
'
No
.
He
had
not
when
I
departed
;
but
that
was
nine
days
ago
,
'
answered
Glorfindel
.
'
Elrond
received
news
that
troubled
him
.
Some
of
my
kindred
,
journeying
in
your
land
beyond
the
Baranduin
,
*
learned
that
things
were
amiss
,
and
sent
messages
as
swiftly
as
they
could
.
They
said
that
the
Nine
were
abroad
,
and
that
you
were
astray
bearing
a
great
burden
without
guidance
,
for
Gandalf
had
not
returned
.
There
are
few
even
in
Rivendell
that
can
ride
openly
against
the
Nine
;
but
such
as
there
were
,
Elrond
sent
out
north
,
west
,
and
south
.
It
was
thought
that
you
might
turn
far
aside
to
avoid
pursuit
,
and
become
lost
in
the
Wilderness
.
'
It
was
my
lot
to
take
the
Road
,
and
I
came
to
the
Bridge
of
Mitheithel
,
and
left
a
token
there
,
nigh
on
seven
days
ago
.
Three
of
the
servants
of
Sauron
were
upon
the
Bridge
,
but
they
withdrew
and
I
pursued
them
westward
.
I
came
also
upon
two
others
,
but
they
turned
away
southward
.
Since
then
I
have
searched
for
your
trail
.
Two
days
ago
I
found
it
,
and
followed
it
over
the
Bridge
;
and
today
I
marked
where
you
descended
from
the
hills
again
.
But
come
!
There
is
no
time
for
further
news
.
Since
you
are
here
we
must
risk
the
peril
of
the
Road
and
go
.
There
are
five
behind
us
,
and
when
they
find
your
trail
upon
the
Road
they
will
ride
after
us
like
the
wind
.
And
they
are
not
all
.
Where
the
other
four
may
be
,
I
do
not
know
.
I
fear
that
we
may
find
the
Ford
is
already
held
against
us
.
'
While
Glorfindel
was
speaking
the
shades
of
evening
deepened
.
Frodo
felt
a
great
weariness
come
over
him
.
Ever
since
the
sun
began
to
sink
the
mist
before
his
eyes
had
darkened
,
and
he
felt
that
a
shadow
was
coming
between
him
and
the
faces
of
his
friends
.
Now
pain
assailed
him
,
and
he
felt
cold
.
He
swayed
,
clutching
at
Sam
's
arm
.
'
My
master
is
sick
and
wounded
,
'
said
Sam
angrily
.
'
He
ca
n't
go
on
riding
after
nightfall
.
He
needs
rest
.
'
Glorfindel
caught
Frodo
as
he
sank
to
the
ground
,
and
taking
him
gently
in
his
arms
he
looked
in
his
face
with
grave
anxiety
.
Briefly
Strider
told
of
the
attack
on
their
camp
under
Weathertop
,
and
of
the
deadly
knife
.
He
drew
out
the
hilt
,
which
he
had
kept
,
and
handed
it
to
the
Elf
.
Glorfindel
shuddered
as
he
took
it
,
but
he
looked
intently
at
it
.
'
There
are
evil
things
written
on
this
hilt
,
'
he
said
;
'
though
maybe
your
eyes
can
not
see
them
.
Keep
it
,
Aragorn
,
till
we
reach
the
house
of
Elrond
!
But
be
wary
,
and
handle
it
as
little
as
you
may
!
Alas
!
the
wounds
of
this
weapon
are
beyond
my
skill
to
heal
.
I
will
do
what
I
can
--
but
all
the
more
do
I
urge
you
now
to
go
on
without
rest
.
'
