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- Властелин колец: Братство кольца
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"
I
have
n't
any
courage
to
keep
up
,
"
said
Frodo
,
"
but
I
am
not
worried
at
the
moment
.
Just
give
me
news
of
my
friends
,
and
tell
me
the
end
of
the
affair
at
the
Ford
,
as
I
keep
on
asking
,
and
I
shall
be
content
for
the
present
.
After
that
I
shall
have
another
sleep
,
I
think
;
but
I
sha
n't
be
able
to
close
my
eyes
until
you
have
finished
the
story
for
me
.
"
Gandalf
moved
his
chair
to
the
bedside
,
and
took
a
good
look
at
Frodo
.
The
colour
had
come
back
to
his
face
,
and
his
eyes
were
clear
,
and
fully
awake
and
aware
.
He
was
smiling
,
and
there
seemed
to
be
little
wrong
with
him
.
But
to
the
wizard
's
eye
there
was
a
faint
change
just
a
hint
as
it
were
of
transparency
,
about
him
,
and
especially
about
the
left
hand
that
lay
outside
upon
the
coverlet
.
"
Still
that
must
be
expected
,
"
said
Gandalf
to
himself
.
"
He
is
not
half
through
yet
,
and
to
what
he
will
come
in
the
end
not
even
Elrond
can
foretell
.
Not
to
evil
,
I
think
.
He
may
become
like
a
glass
filled
with
a
clear
light
for
eyes
to
see
that
can
.
"
"
You
look
splendid
,
"
he
said
aloud
.
"
I
will
risk
a
brief
tale
without
consulting
Elrond
.
But
quite
brief
,
mind
you
,
and
then
you
must
sleep
again
.
This
is
what
happened
,
as
far
as
I
can
gather
.
The
Riders
made
straight
for
you
,
as
soon
as
you
fled
.
They
did
not
need
the
guidance
of
their
horses
any
longer
:
you
had
become
visible
to
them
,
being
already
on
the
threshold
of
their
world
.
And
also
the
Ring
drew
them
.
Your
friends
sprang
aside
,
off
the
road
,
or
they
would
have
been
ridden
down
.
They
knew
that
nothing
could
save
you
,
if
the
white
horse
could
not
.
The
Riders
were
too
swift
to
overtake
,
and
too
many
to
oppose
.
On
foot
even
Glorfindel
and
Aragorn
together
could
not
with
stand
all
the
Nine
at
once
.
"
When
the
Ringwraiths
swept
by
,
your
friends
ran
up
behind
.
Close
to
the
Ford
there
is
a
small
hollow
beside
the
road
masked
by
a
few
stunted
trees
.
There
they
hastily
kindled
fire
;
for
Glorfindel
knew
that
a
flood
would
come
down
,
if
the
Riders
tried
to
cross
,
and
then
he
would
have
to
deal
with
any
that
were
left
on
his
side
of
the
river
.
The
moment
the
flood
appeared
,
he
rushed
out
,
followed
by
Aragorn
and
the
.
others
with
flaming
brands
.
Caught
between
fire
and
water
,
and
seeing
an
Elf-lord
revealed
in
his
wrath
,
they
were
dismayed
,
and
their
horses
were
stricken
with
madness
.
Three
were
carried
away
by
the
first
assault
of
the
flood
;
the
others
were
now
hurled
into
the
water
by
their
horses
and
overwhelmed
.
"
"
And
is
that
the
end
of
the
Black
Riders
?
"
asked
Frodo
.
"
No
,
"
said
Gandalf
.
"
Their
horses
must
have
perished
,
and
without
them
they
are
crippled
.
But
the
Ringwraiths
themselves
can
not
be
so
easily
destroyed
.
However
,
there
is
nothing
more
to
fear
from
them
at
present
.
Your
friends
crossed
after
the
flood
had
passed
;
and
they
found
you
lying
on
your
face
at
the
top
of
the
bank
,
with
a
broken
sword
under
you
.
The
horse
was
standing
guard
beside
you
.
You
were
pale
and
cold
,
and
they
feared
that
you
were
dead
,
or
worse
.
Elrond
's
folk
met
them
,
carrying
you
slowly
towards
Rivendell
.
"
"
Who
made
the
flood
?
"
asked
Frodo
.
