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'
You
lie
,
'
said
Wormtongue
.
'
And
this
sword
your
master
himself
gave
into
my
keeping
.
'
'
And
he
now
requires
it
of
you
again
,
'
said
Théoden
.
'D
oes
that
displease
you
?
'
'
Assuredly
not
.
lord
,
'
said
Wormtongue
.
'
I
care
for
you
and
yours
as
best
I
may
.
But
do
not
weary
yourself
,
or
tax
too
heavily
your
strength
.
Let
others
deal
with
these
irksome
guests
.
Your
meat
is
about
to
be
set
on
the
board
.
Will
you
not
go
to
it
?
'
'
I
will
,
'
said
Théoden
.
'
And
let
food
for
my
guests
be
set
on
the
board
beside
me
.
The
host
rides
today
.
Send
the
heralds
forth
!
Let
them
summon
all
who
dwell
nigh
!
Every
man
and
strong
lad
able
to
bear
arms
,
all
who
have
horses
,
let
them
be
ready
in
the
saddle
at
the
gate
ere
the
second
hour
from
noon
!
'
'D
ear
lord
!
'
cried
Wormtongue
.
'
It
is
as
I
feared
.
This
wizard
has
bewitched
you
.
Are
none
to
be
left
to
defend
the
Golden
Hall
of
your
fathers
,
and
all
your
treasure
?
None
to
guard
the
Lord
of
the
Mark
?
'
'
If
this
is
bewitchment
,
'
said
Théoden
,
'
it
seems
to
me
more
wholesome
than
your
whisperings
.
Your
leechcraft
ere
long
would
have
had
me
walking
on
all
fours
like
a
beast
.
No
,
not
one
shall
be
left
,
not
even
Gríma
.
Gríma
shall
ride
too
.
Go
!
You
have
yet
time
to
clean
the
rust
from
your
sword
.
'
'M
ercy
,
lord
!
'
whined
Wormtongue
,
grovelling
on
the
ground
.
'
Have
pity
on
one
worn
out
in
your
service
.
Send
me
not
from
your
side
!
I
at
least
will
stand
by
you
when
all
others
have
gone
.
Do
not
send
your
faithful
Gríma
away
!
'
'
You
have
my
pity
,
'
said
Théoden
.
'
And
I
do
not
send
you
from
my
side
.
I
go
myself
to
war
with
my
men
.
I
bid
you
come
with
me
and
prove
your
faith
.
'
Wormtongue
looked
from
face
to
face
.
In
his
eyes
was
the
hunted
look
of
a
beast
seeking
some
gap
in
the
ring
of
his
enemies
.
He
licked
his
lips
with
a
long
pale
tongue
.
'S
uch
a
resolve
might
be
expected
from
a
lord
of
the
House
of
Eorl
,
old
though
he
be
,
'
he
said
.
'
But
those
who
truly
love
him
would
spare
his
failing
years
.
Yet
I
see
that
I
come
too
late
.
Others
,
whom
the
death
of
my
lord
would
perhaps
grieve
less
,
have
already
persuaded
him
.
If
I
can
not
undo
their
work
,
hear
me
at
least
in
this
,
lord
!
One
who
knows
your
mind
and
honours
your
commands
should
be
left
in
Edoras
.
Appoint
a
faithful
steward
.
Let
your
counsellor
Gríma
keep
all
things
till
your
return-and
I
pray
that
we
may
see
it
,
though
no
wise
man
will
deem
it
hopeful
.
'
