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'
Wait
!
'
he
said
in
a
commanding
voice
,
giving
Frodo
a
quick
look
from
under
his
bristling
brows
.
No
apparent
change
came
over
the
ring
.
After
a
while
Gandalf
got
up
,
closed
the
shutters
outside
the
window
,
and
drew
the
curtains
.
The
room
became
dark
and
silent
,
though
the
clack
of
Sam
's
shears
,
now
nearer
to
the
windows
,
could
still
be
heard
faintly
from
the
garden
.
For
a
moment
the
wizard
stood
looking
at
the
fire
;
then
he
stooped
and
removed
the
ring
to
the
hearth
with
the
tongs
,
and
at
once
picked
it
up
.
Frodo
gasped
.
'
It
is
quite
cool
,
'
said
Gandalf
.
'
Take
it
!
'
Frodo
received
it
on
his
shrinking
palm
:
it
seemed
to
have
become
thicker
and
heavier
than
ever
.
'
Hold
it
up
!
'
said
Gandalf
.
'
And
look
closely
!
'
As
Frodo
did
so
,
he
now
saw
fine
lines
,
finer
than
the
finest
pen-strokes
,
running
along
the
ring
,
outside
and
inside
:
lines
of
fire
that
seemed
to
form
the
letters
of
a
flowing
script
.
They
shone
piercingly
bright
,
and
yet
remote
,
as
if
out
of
a
great
depth
.
'
I
can
not
read
the
fiery
letters
,
'
said
Frodo
in
a
quavering
voice
.
'N
o
,
'
said
Gandalf
,
'
but
I
can
.
The
letters
are
Elvish
,
of
an
ancient
mode
,
but
the
language
is
that
of
Mordor
,
which
I
will
not
utter
here
.
But
this
in
the
Common
Tongue
is
what
is
said
,
close
enough
:
One
Ring
to
rule
them
all
,
One
Ring
to
find
them
,
One
Ring
to
bring
them
all
and
in
the
darkness
bind
them
.
It
is
only
two
lines
of
a
verse
long
known
in
Elven-lore
:
