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Soon
afterwards
they
came
upon
another
stream
that
ran
down
from
the
west
,
and
joined
its
bubbling
water
with
the
hurrying
Silverlode
.
Together
they
plunged
over
a
fall
of
green-hued
stone
,
and
foamed
down
into
a
dell
.
About
it
stood
fir-trees
,
short
and
bent
,
and
its
sides
were
steep
and
clothed
with
harts-tongue
and
shrubs
of
whortle-berry
.
At
the
bottom
there
was
a
level
space
through
which
the
stream
flowed
noisily
over
shining
pebbles
.
Here
they
rested
.
It
was
now
nearly
three
hours
after
noon
,
and
they
had
come
only
a
few
miles
from
the
Gates
.
Already
the
sun
was
westering
.
While
Gimli
and
the
two
younger
hobbits
kindled
a
fire
of
brush
-
and
fir-wood
,
and
drew
water
,
Aragorn
tended
Sam
and
Frodo
.
Sam
's
wound
was
not
deep
,
but
it
looked
ugly
,
and
Aragorn
's
face
was
grave
as
he
examined
it
.
After
a
moment
he
looked
up
with
relief
.
"
Good
luck
,
Sam
!
"
he
said
.
"
Many
have
received
worse
than
this
in
payment
for
the
slaying
of
their
first
orc
.
The
cut
is
not
poisoned
,
as
the
wounds
of
orc-blades
too
often
are
.
It
should
heal
well
when
I
have
tended
it
.
Bathe
it
when
Gimli
has
heated
water
.
"
He
opened
his
pouch
and
drew
out
some
withered
leaves
.
"
They
are
dry
and
some
of
their
virtue
has
one
,
he
said
,
but
here
I
have
still
some
of
the
leaves
ofathelas
that
I
gathered
near
Weathertop
.
Crush
one
in
the
water
,
and
wash
the
wound
clean
,
and
I
will
bind
it
.
Now
it
is
your
turn
.
Frodo
!
"
"
I
am
all
right
,
"
said
Frodo
,
reluctant
to
have
his
garments
touched
.
"
AII
I
needed
was
some
food
and
a
little
rest
.
"
"
No
!
"
said
Aragorn
.
"
We
must
have
a
look
and
see
what
the
hammer
and
the
anvil
have
done
to
you
.
I
still
marvel
that
you
are
alive
at
all
.
"
Gently
he
stripped
off
Frodo
's
old
jacket
and
worn
tunic
,
and
gave
a
gasp
of
wonder
.
Then
he
laughed
.
The
silver
corslet
shimmered
before
his
eyes
like
the
light
upon
a
rippling
sea
.
Carefully
he
took
it
off
and
held
it
up
,
and
the
gems
on
it
glittered
like
stars
.
and
the
sound
of
the
shaken
rings
was
like
the
tinkle
of
rain
in
a
pool
.
"
Look
,
my
friends
!
"
he
called
.
"
Here
's
a
pretty
hobbit-skin
to
wrap
an
elven-princeling
in
!
If
it
were
known
that
hobbits
had
such
hides
,
all
the
hunters
of
Middle-earth
would
be
riding
to
the
Shire
.
"
"
And
all
the
arrows
of
all
the
hunters
in
the
world
would
be
in
vain
,
"
said
Gimli
,
gazing
at
the
mail
in
wonder
.
"
It
is
a
mithril-coat
.
Mithril
!
I
have
never
seen
or
heard
tell
of
one
so
fair
.
Is
this
the
coat
that
Gandalf
spoke
of
?
Then
he
undervalued
it
.
But
it
was
well
given
!
"
