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'
Yes
,
'
said
Aragorn
,
'
we
shall
all
need
the
endurance
of
Dwarves
.
But
come
!
With
hope
or
without
hope
we
will
follow
the
trail
of
our
enemies
.
And
woe
to
them
,
if
we
prove
the
swifter
!
We
will
make
such
a
chase
as
shall
be
accounted
a
marvel
among
the
Three
Kindreds
µ
Elves
.
Dwarves
,
and
Men
.
Forth
the
Three
Hunters
!
'
Like
a
deer
he
sprang
away
.
Through
the
trees
he
sped
.
On
and
on
he
led
them
,
tireless
and
swift
,
now
that
his
mind
was
at
last
made
up
.
The
woods
about
the
lake
they
left
behind
.
Long
slopes
they
climbed
,
dark
,
hard-edged
against
the
sky
already
red
with
sunset
.
Dusk
came
.
They
passed
away
,
grey
shadows
in
a
stony
land
.
Dusk
deepened
.
Mist
lay
behind
them
among
the
trees
below
,
and
brooded
on
the
pale
margins
of
the
Anduin
,
but
the
sky
was
clear
.
Stars
came
out
.
The
waxing
moon
was
riding
in
the
West
,
and
the
shadows
of
the
rocks
were
black
.
They
had
come
to
the
feet
of
stony
hills
,
and
their
pace
was
slower
,
for
the
trail
was
no
longer
easy
to
follow
.
Here
the
highlands
of
the
Emyn
Muil
ran
from
North
to
South
in
two
long
tumbled
ridges
.
The
western
side
of
each
ridge
was
steep
and
difficult
,
but
the
eastward
slopes
were
gentler
,
furrowed
with
many
gullies
and
narrow
ravines
.
All
night
the
three
companions
scrambled
in
this
bony
land
,
climbing
to
the
crest
of
the
first
and
tallest
ridge
,
and
down
again
into
the
darkness
of
a
deep
winding
valley
on
the
other
side
.
There
in
the
still
cool
hour
before
dawn
they
rested
for
a
brief
space
.
The
moon
had
long
gone
down
before
them
,
the
stars
glittered
above
them
;
the
first
light
of
day
had
not
yet
come
over
the
dark
hills
behind
.
For
the
moment
Aragorn
was
at
a
loss
:
the
orc-trail
had
descended
into
the
valley
,
but
there
it
had
vanished
.
'
Which
way
would
they
turn
,
do
you
think
?
'
said
Legolas
.
'N
orthward
to
take
a
straighter
road
to
Isengard
,
or
Fangorn
,
if
that
is
their
aim
as
you
guess
?
Or
southward
to
strike
the
Entwash
?
'
'
They
will
not
make
for
the
river
,
whatever
mark
they
aim
at
"
said
Aragorn
.
'
And
unless
there
is
much
amiss
in
Rohan
and
the
power
of
Saruman
is
greatly
increased
;
they
will
take
the
shortest
way
that
they
can
find
over
the
fields
of
the
Rohirrim
.
Let
us
search
northwards
!
'
The
dale
ran
like
a
stony
trough
between
the
ridged
hills
,
and
a
trickling
stream
flowed
among
the
boulders
at
the
bottom
.
A
cliff
frowned
upon
their
right
;
to
their
left
rose
grey
slopes
,
dim
and
shadowy
in
the
late
night
.
They
went
on
for
a
mile
or
more
northwards
.
Aragorn
was
searching
.
bent
towards
the
ground
,
among
the
folds
and
gullies
leading
up
into
the
western
ridge
.
Legolas
was
some
way
ahead
.
Suddenly
the
Elf
gave
a
cry
and
the
others
came
running
towards
him
.
'
We
have
already
overtaken
some
of
those
that
we
are
hunting
,
'
he
said
.
'
Look
!
'
He
pointed
,
and
they
saw
that
what
they
had
at
first
taken
to
be
boulders
lying
at
the
foot
of
the
slope
were
huddled
bodies
.
Five
dead
Orcs
lay
there
.
They
had
been
hewn
with
many
cruel
strokes
,
and
two
had
been
beheaded
.
The
ground
was
wet
with
their
dark
blood
.
'
Here
is
another
riddle
!
'
said
Gimli
.
'
But
it
needs
the
light
of
day
and
for
that
we
can
not
wait
.
'
