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"
I
galloped
to
Weathertop
like
a
gale
,
and
I
reached
it
before
sundown
on
my
second
day
from
Bree-and
they
were
there
before
me
.
They
drew
away
from
me
,
for
they
felt
the
coming
of
my
anger
and
they
dared
not
face
it
while
the
Sun
was
in
the
sky
.
But
they
closed
round
at
night
,
and
I
was
besieged
on
the
hill-top
,
in
the
old
ring
of
Amon
Sul
.
I
was
hard
put
to
it
indeed
:
such
light
and
flame
can
not
have
been
seen
on
Weathertop
since
the
war-beacons
of
old
.
"
At
sunrise
I
escaped
and
fled
towards
the
north
.
I
could
not
hope
to
do
more
.
It
was
impossible
to
find
you
,
Frodo
,
in
the
wilderness
,
and
it
would
have
been
folly
to
try
with
all
the
Nine
at
my
heels
.
So
I
had
to
trust
to
Aragorn
.
But
I
hoped
to
draw
some
of
them
off
,
and
yet
reach
Rivendell
ahead
of
you
and
send
out
help
.
Four
Riders
did
indeed
follow
me
,
but
they
turned
back
after
a
while
and
made
for
the
Ford
,
it
seems
.
That
helped
a
little
,
for
there
were
only
five
,
not
nine
,
when
your
camp
was
attacked
.
"
I
reached
here
at
last
by
a
long
hard
road
,
up
the
Hoarwell
and
through
the
Ettenmoors
,
and
down
from
the
north
.
It
took
me
nearly
fourteen
days
from
Weathertop
,
for
I
could
not
ride
among
the
rocks
of
the
troll-fells
,
and
Shadowfax
departed
.
I
sent
him
back
to
his
master
;
but
a
great
friendship
has
grown
between
us
,
and
if
I
have
need
he
will
come
at
my
call
.
But
so
it
was
that
I
came
to
Rivendell
only
three
days
before
the
Ring
,
and
news
of
its
peril
had
already
been
brought
here-which
proved
well
indeed
.
"
And
that
,
Frodo
,
is
the
end
of
my
account
.
May
Elrond
and
the
others
forgive
the
length
of
it
.
But
such
a
thing
has
not
happened
before
,
that
Gandalf
broke
tryst
and
did
not
come
when
he
promised
.
An
account
to
the
Ring-bearer
of
so
strange
an
event
was
required
,
I
think
.
"
Well
,
the
Tale
is
now
told
,
from
first
to
last
.
Here
we
all
are
,
and
here
is
the
Ring
.
But
we
have
not
yet
come
any
nearer
to
our
purpose
.
What
shall
we
do
with
it
?
"
There
was
silence
.
At
last
Elrond
spoke
again
.
"
This
is
grievous
news
concerning
Saruman
,
"
he
said
;
"
for
we
trusted
him
and
he
is
deep
in
all
our
counsels
.
It
is
perilous
to
study
too
deeply
the
arts
of
the
Enemy
,
for
good
or
for
ill
.
But
such
falls
and
betrayals
,
alas
,
have
happened
before
.
Of
the
tales
that
we
have
heard
this
day
the
tale
of
Frodo
was
most
strange
to
me
.
I
have
known
few
hobbits
,
save
Bilbo
here
;
and
it
seems
to
me
that
he
is
perhaps
not
so
alone
and
singular
as
I
had
thought
him
.
The
world
has
changed
much
since
I
last
was
on
the
westward
roads
.
"
The
Barrow-wights
we
know
by
many
names
;
and
of
the
Old
Forest
many
tales
have
been
told
:
all
that
now
remains
is
but
an
outlier
of
its
northern
march
.
Time
was
when
a
squirrel
could
go
from
tree
to
tree
from
what
is
now
the
Shire
to
Dunland
west
of
Isengard
.
In
those
lands
I
journeyed
once
,
and
many
things
wild
and
strange
I
knew
.
But
I
had
forgotten
Bombadil
,
if
indeed
this
is
still
the
same
that
walked
the
woods
and
hills
long
ago
,
and
even
then
was
older
than
the
old
.
That
was
not
then
his
name
.
Iarwain
Ben-adar
we
called
him
,
oldest
and
fatherless
.
But
many
another
name
he
has
since
been
given
by
other
folk
:
Forn
by
the
Dwarves
,
Orald
by
Northern
Men
,
and
other
names
beside
.
He
is
a
strange
creature
,
but
maybe
I
should
have
summoned
him
to
our
Council
.
"
"
He
would
not
have
come
,
"
said
Gandalf
.
