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'
We
will
have
peace
,
'
said
Théoden
at
last
thickly
and
with
an
effort
.
Several
of
the
Riders
cried
out
gladly
.
Théoden
held
up
his
hand
.
'
Yes
,
we
will
have
peace
,
'
he
said
,
now
in
a
clear
voice
,
'
we
will
have
peace
,
when
you
and
all
your
works
have
perished
-
and
the
works
of
your
dark
master
to
whom
you
would
deliver
us
.
You
are
a
liar
.
Saruman
,
and
a
corrupter
of
men
's
hearts
.
You
hold
out
your
hand
to
me
,
and
I
perceive
only
a
finger
of
the
claw
of
Mordor
.
Cruel
and
cold
!
Even
if
your
war
on
me
was
just
as
it
was
not
,
for
were
you
ten
times
as
wise
you
would
have
no
right
to
rule
me
and
mine
for
your
own
profit
as
you
desired
-
even
so
,
what
will
you
say
of
your
torches
in
Westfold
and
the
children
that
lie
dead
there
?
And
they
hewed
Háma
's
body
before
the
gates
of
the
Hornburg
,
after
he
was
dead
.
When
you
hang
from
a
gibbet
at
your
window
for
the
sport
of
your
own
crows
,
I
will
have
peace
with
you
and
Orthanc
.
So
much
for
the
House
of
Eorl
.
A
lesser
son
of
great
sires
am
I
,
but
I
do
not
need
to
lick
your
fingers
.
Turn
elsewhither
.
But
I
fear
your
voice
has
lost
its
charm
.
'
The
Riders
gazed
up
at
Théoden
like
men
startled
out
of
a
dream
.
Harsh
as
an
old
raven
's
their
master
's
voice
sounded
in
their
ears
after
the
music
of
Saruman
.
But
Saruman
for
a
while
was
beside
himself
with
wrath
.
He
leaned
over
the
rail
as
if
he
would
smite
the
King
with
his
staff
.
To
some
suddenly
it
seemed
that
they
saw
a
snake
coiling
itself
to
strike
.
'
Gibbets
and
crows
!
'
he
hissed
,
and
they
shuddered
at
the
hideous
change
.
'D
otard
!
What
is
the
house
of
Eorl
but
a
thatched
barn
where
brigands
drink
in
the
reek
,
and
their
brats
roll
on
the
floor
among
the
dogs
?
Too
long
have
they
escaped
the
gibbet
themselves
.
But
the
noose
comes
,
slow
in
the
drawing
,
tight
and
hard
in
the
end
.
Hang
if
you
will
!
'
Now
his
voice
changed
,
as
he
slowly
mastered
himself
.
'
I
know
not
why
I
have
had
the
patience
to
speak
to
you
.
For
I
need
you
not
,
nor
your
little
band
of
gallopers
,
as
swift
to
fly
as
to
advance
,
Théoden
Horsemaster
.
Long
ago
I
offered
you
a
state
beyond
your
merit
and
your
wit
.
I
have
offered
it
again
,
so
that
those
whom
you
mislead
may
clearly
see
the
choice
of
roads
.
You
give
me
brag
and
abuse
.
So
be
it
.
Go
back
to
your
huts
!
'
But
you
,
Gandalf
!
For
you
at
least
I
am
grieved
,
feeling
for
your
shame
.
How
comes
it
that
you
can
endure
such
company
?
For
you
are
proud
,
Gandalf-and
not
without
reason
,
having
a
noble
mind
and
eyes
that
look
both
deep
and
far
.
Even
now
will
you
not
listen
to
my
counsel
?
'
Gandalf
stirred
,
and
looked
up
.
'
What
have
you
to
say
that
you
did
not
say
at
our
last
meeting
?
'
he
asked
.
'
Or
,
perhaps
,
you
have
things
to
unsay
?
'
Saruman
paused
.
'
Unsay
?
'
he
mused
,
as
if
puzzled
.
'
Unsay
?
I
endeavoured
to
advise
you
for
your
own
good
,
but
you
scarcely
listened
.
You
are
proud
and
do
not
love
advice
,
having
indeed
a
store
of
your
own
wisdom
.
But
on
that
occasion
you
erred
,
I
think
,
misconstruing
my
intentions
wilfully
.
I
fear
that
in
my
eagerness
to
persuade
you
,
I
lost
patience
.
And
indeed
I
regret
it
.
For
I
bore
you
no
ill-will
;
and
even
now
I
bear
none
,
though
you
return
to
me
in
the
company
of
the
violent
and
the
ignorant
.
How
should
I
?
Are
we
not
both
members
of
a
high
and
ancient
order
,
most
excellent
in
Middle-earth
?
Our
friendship
would
profit
us
both
alike
.
Much
we
could
still
accomplish
together
,
to
heal
the
disorders
of
the
world
.
Let
us
understand
one
another
,
and
dismiss
from
thought
these
lesser
folk
!
Let
them
wait
on
our
decisions
!
For
the
common
good
I
am
willing
to
redress
the
past
,
and
to
receive
you
.
Will
you
not
consult
with
me
?
Will
you
not
come
up
?
'
So
great
was
the
power
that
Saruman
exerted
in
this
last
effort
that
none
that
stood
within
hearing
were
unmoved
.
But
now
the
spell
was
wholly
different
.
They
heard
the
gentle
remonstrance
of
a
kindly
king
with
an
erring
but
much-loved
minister
.
But
they
were
shut
out
,
listening
at
a
door
to
words
not
meant
for
them
:
ill-mannered
children
or
stupid
servants
overhearing
the
elusive
discourse
of
their
elders
,
and
wondering
how
it
would
affect
their
lot
.
Of
loftier
mould
these
two
were
made
:
reverend
and
wise
.
It
was
inevitable
that
they
should
make
alliance
.
Gandalf
would
ascend
into
the
tower
,
to
discuss
deep
things
beyond
their
comprehension
in
the
high
chambers
of
Orthanc
.
The
door
would
be
closed
,
and
they
would
be
left
outside
,
dismissed
to
await
allotted
work
or
punishment
.
Even
in
the
mind
of
Théoden
the
thought
took
shape
,
like
a
shadow
of
doubt
:
'
He
will
betray
us
;
he
will
go
-
we
shall
be
lost
.
'
