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- Властелин колец: Братство кольца
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"
Hurray
!
"
cried
Pippin
,
springing
up
.
"
Here
is
our
noble
cousin
!
Make
way
for
Frodo
,
Lord
of
the
Ring
!
"
"
Hush
!
"
said
Gandalf
from
the
shadows
at
the
back
of
the
porch
.
"
Evil
things
do
not
come
into
this
valley
;
but
all
the
same
we
should
not
name
them
.
The
Lord
of
the
Ring
is
not
Frodo
,
but
the
master
of
the
Dark
Tower
of
Mordor
,
whose
power
is
again
stretching
out
over
the
world
!
We
are
sitting
in
a
fortress
.
Outside
it
is
getting
dark
.
"
"
Gandalf
has
been
saying
many
cheerful
things
like
that
,
"
said
Pippin
.
"
He
thinks
I
need
keeping
in
order
.
But
it
seems
impossible
,
somehow
,
to
feel
gloomy
or
depressed
in
this
place
.
I
feel
I
could
sing
,
if
I
knew
the
right
song
for
the
occasion
.
"
"
I
feel
like
singing
myself
,
"
laughed
Frodo
.
"
Though
at
the
moment
I
feel
more
like
eating
and
drinking
!
"
"
That
will
soon
be
cured
,
"
said
Pippin
.
"
You
have
shown
your
usual
cunning
in
getting
up
just
in
time
for
a
meal
.
"
"
More
than
meal
!
A
feast
!
"
said
Merry
.
"
As
soon
as
Gandalf
reported
that
you
were
recovered
,
the
preparations
began
.
"
He
had
hardly
finished
speaking
when
they
were
summoned
to
the
hall
by
the
ringing
of
many
bells
.
The
hall
of
Elrond
's
house
was
filled
with
folk
:
Elves
for
the
most
part
,
though
there
were
a
few
guests
of
other
sorts
.
Elrond
,
as
was
his
custom
,
sat
in
a
great
chair
at
the
end
of
the
long
table
upon
the
dais
;
and
next
to
him
on
the
one
side
sat
Glorfindel
,
on
the
other
side
sat
Gandalf
.
Frodo
looked
at
them
in
wonder
,
for
he
had
never
before
seen
Elrond
,
of
whom
so
many
tales
spoke
;
and
as
they
sat
upon
his
right
hand
and
his
left
,
Glorfindel
,
and
even
Gandalf
,
whom
he
thought
he
knew
so
well
,
were
revealed
as
lords
of
dignity
and
power
.
Gandalf
was
shorter
in
stature
than
the
other
two
;
but
his
long
white
hair
,
his
sweeping
silver
beard
,
and
his
broad
shoulders
,
made
him
look
like
some
wise
king
of
ancient
legend
.
In
his
aged
face
under
great
snowy
brows
his
dark
eyes
were
set
like
coals
that
could
leap
suddenly
into
fire
.
Glorfindel
was
tall
and
straight
;
his
hair
was
of
shining
gold
,
his
face
fair
and
young
and
fearless
and
full
of
joy
;
his
eyes
were
bright
and
keen
,
and
his
voice
like
music
;
on
his
brow
sat
wisdom
,
and
in
his
hand
was
strength
.
