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But
the
doors
lay
hurled
and
twisted
on
the
ground
.
And
all
about
,
stone
,
cracked
and
splintered
into
countless
jagged
shards
,
was
scattered
far
and
wide
,
or
piled
in
ruinous
heaps
.
The
great
arch
still
stood
,
but
it
opened
now
upon
a
roofless
chasm
:
the
tunnel
was
laid
bare
.
and
through
the
cliff-like
walls
on
either
side
great
rents
and
breaches
had
been
torn
;
their
towers
were
beaten
into
dust
.
If
the
Great
Sea
had
risen
in
wrath
and
fallen
on
the
hills
with
storm
.
it
could
have
worked
no
greater
ruin
.
The
ring
beyond
was
filled
with
steaming
water
:
a
bubbling
cauldron
,
in
which
there
heaved
and
floated
a
wreckage
of
beams
and
spars
,
chests
and
casks
and
broken
gear
.
Twisted
and
leaning
pillars
reared
their
splintered
stems
above
the
flood
.
but
all
the
roads
were
drowned
.
Far
off
,
it
seemed
,
half
veiled
in
winding
cloud
,
there
loomed
the
island
rock
.
Still
dark
and
tall
,
unbroken
by
the
storm
,
the
tower
of
Orthanc
stood
.
Pale
waters
lapped
about
its
feet
.
The
king
and
all
his
company
sat
silent
on
their
horses
,
marvelling
,
perceiving
that
the
power
of
Saruman
was
overthrown
;
but
how
they
could
not
guess
.
And
now
they
turned
their
eyes
towards
the
archway
and
the
ruined
gates
.
There
they
saw
close
beside
them
a
great
rubble-heap
;
and
suddenly
they
were
aware
of
two
small
figures
lying
on
it
at
their
ease
,
grey-clad
,
hardly
to
be
seen
among
the
stones
.
There
were
bottles
and
bowls
and
platters
laid
beside
them
,
as
if
they
had
just
eaten
well
,
and
now
rested
from
their
labour
.
One
seemed
asleep
;
the
other
,
with
crossed
legs
and
arms
behind
his
head
,
leaned
back
against
a
broken
rock
and
sent
from
his
mouth
long
wisps
and
little
rings
of
thin
blue
smoke
.
For
a
moment
Théoden
and
Éomer
and
all
his
men
stared
at
them
in
wonder
.
Amid
all
the
wreck
of
Isengard
this
seemed
to
them
the
strangest
sight
.
But
before
the
king
could
speak
,
the
small
smoke-breathing
figure
became
suddenly
aware
of
them
,
as
they
sat
there
silent
on
the
edge
of
the
mist
.
He
sprang
to
his
feet
.
A
young
man
he
looked
,
or
like
one
,
though
not
much
more
than
half
a
man
in
height
;
his
head
of
brown
curling
hair
was
uncovered
,
but
he
was
clad
in
a
travel-stained
cloak
of
the
same
hue
and
shape
as
the
companions
of
Gandalf
had
worn
when
they
rode
to
Edoras
.
He
bowed
very
low
.
putting
his
hand
upon
his
breast
.
Then
,
seeming
not
to
observe
the
wizard
and
his
friends
,
he
turned
to
Éomer
and
the
king
.
'
Welcome
,
my
lords
,
to
Isengard
!
'
he
said
.
'
We
are
the
doorwardens
.
Meriadoc
,
son
of
Saradoc
is
my
name
;
and
my
companion
,
who
,
alas
!
is
overcome
with
weariness
'
-
here
he
gave
the
other
a
dig
with
his
foot
-
'
is
Peregrin
,
son
of
Paladin
,
of
the
house
of
Took
.
Far
in
the
North
is
our
home
.
The
Lord
Saruman
is
within
;
but
at
the
moment
he
is
closeted
with
one
Wormtongue
,
or
doubtless
he
would
be
here
to
welcome
such
honourable
guests
.
'
'D
oubtless
he
would
!
'
laughed
Gandalf
.
'
And
was
it
Saruman
that
ordered
you
to
guard
his
damaged
doors
,
and
watch
for
the
arrival
of
guests
,
when
your
attention
could
be
spared
from
plate
and
bottle
?
'
'N
o
,
good
sir
,
the
matter
escaped
him
,
'
answered
Merry
gravely
'
He
has
been
much
occupied
.
Our
orders
came
from
Treebeard
,
who
has
taken
over
the
management
of
Isengard
.
He
commanded
me
to
welcome
the
Lord
of
Rohan
with
fitting
words
.
I
have
done
my
best
.
'
'
And
what
about
your
companions
?
What
about
Legolas
and
me
?
'
cried
Gimli
,
unable
to
contain
himself
longer
.
'
You
rascals
,
you
woolly-footed
and
wool-pated
truants
!
A
fine
hunt
you
have
led
us
!
Two
hundred
leagues
,
through
fen
and
forest
,
battle
and
death
,
to
rescue
you
!
And
here
we
find
you
feasting
and
idling-and
smoking
!
Smoking
!
Where
did
you
come
by
the
weed
,
you
villains
?
Hammer
and
tongs
!
I
am
so
torn
between
rage
and
joy
,
that
if
I
do
not
burst
.
it
will
be
a
marvel
!
'
'
You
speak
for
me
,
Gimli
,
'
laughed
Legolas
.
'
Though
I
would
sooner
learn
how
they
came
by
the
wine
.
'
