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"
Then
let
us
weigh
the
matter
in
our
minds
,
while
the
others
rest
and
sleep
,
"
said
Aragorn
.
In
the
late
afternoon
,
while
the
others
were
finishing
their
breakfast
,
Gandalf
and
Aragorn
went
aside
together
and
stood
looking
at
Caradhras
.
Its
sides
were
now
dark
and
sullen
,
and
its
head
was
in
grey
cloud
.
Frodo
watched
them
,
wondering
which
way
the
debate
would
go
.
When
they
returned
to
the
Company
Gandalf
spoke
,
and
then
he
knew
that
it
had
been
decided
to
face
the
weather
and
the
high
pass
.
He
was
relieved
.
He
could
not
guess
what
was
the
other
dark
and
secret
way
,
but
the
very
mention
of
it
had
seemed
to
fill
Aragorn
with
dismay
,
and
Frodo
was
glad
that
it
had
been
abandoned
.
"
From
signs
that
we
have
seen
lately
,
"
said
Gandalf
,
"
I
fear
that
the
Redhorn
Gate
may
be
watched
;
and
also
I
have
doubts
of
the
weather
that
is
coming
up
behind
.
Snow
may
come
.
We
must
go
with
all
the
speed
that
we
can
.
Even
so
it
will
take
us
more
than
two
marches
before
we
reach
the
top
of
the
pass
.
Dark
will
come
early
this
evening
.
We
must
leave
as
soon
as
you
can
get
ready
.
"
"
I
will
add
a
word
of
advice
,
if
I
may
,
"
said
Boromir
.
"
I
was
born
under
the
shadow
of
the
White
Mountains
and
know
something
of
journeys
in
the
high
places
.
We
shall
meet
bitter
cold
,
if
no
worse
,
before
we
come
down
on
the
other
side
.
It
will
not
help
us
to
keep
so
secret
that
we
are
frozen
to
death
.
When
we
leave
here
,
where
there
are
still
a
few
trees
and
bushes
,
each
of
us
should
carry
a
faggot
of
wood
,
as
large
as
he
can
bear
.
"
"
And
Bill
could
take
a
bit
more
,
could
n't
you
lad
?
"
said
Sam
.
The
pony
looked
at
him
mournfully
.
"
Very
well
,
"
said
Gandalf
.
"
But
we
must
not
use
the
wood
-
not
unless
it
is
a
choice
between
fire
and
death
.
"
The
Company
set
out
again
with
good
speed
at
first
;
but
soon
their
way
became
steep
and
difficult
.
The
twisting
and
climbing
road
had
in
many
places
almost
disappeared
,
and
was
blocked
with
many
fallen
stones
.
The
night
grew
deadly
dark
under
great
clouds
.
A
bitter
wind
swirled
among
the
rocks
.
By
midnight
they
had
climbed
to
the
knees
of
the
great
mountains
.
The
narrow
path
now
wound
under
a
sheer
wall
of
cliffs
to
the
left
,
above
which
the
grim
flanks
of
Caradhras
towered
up
invisible
in
the
gloom
;
on
the
right
was
a
gulf
of
darkness
where
the
land
fell
suddenly
into
a
deep
ravine
.
Laboriously
they
climbed
a
sharp
slope
and
halted
for
a
moment
at
the
top
.
Frodo
felt
a
soft
touch
on
his
face
.
He
put
out
his
arm
and
saw
the
dim
white
flakes
of
snow
settling
on
his
sleeve
.
They
went
on
.
But
before
long
the
snow
was
falling
fast
,
filling
all
the
air
,
and
swirling
into
Frodo
's
eyes
.
The
dark
bent
shapes
of
Gandalf
and
Aragorn
only
a
pace
or
two
ahead
could
hardly
be
seen
.
"
I
do
n't
like
this
at
all
,
"
panted
Sam
just
behind
.
"
Snow
's
all
right
on
a
fine
morning
,
but
I
like
to
be
in
bed
while
it
's
falling
.
I
wish
this
lot
would
go
off
to
Hobbiton
!
Folk
might
welcome
it
there
.
"
Except
on
the
high
moors
of
the
Northfarthing
a
heavy
fall
was
rare
in
the
Shire
,
and
was
regarded
as
a
pleasant
event
and
a
chance
for
fun
.
