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Then
Gandalf
laughed
.
The
fantasy
vanished
like
a
puff
of
smoke
.
'S
aruman
,
Saruman
!
'
said
Gandalf
still
laughing
.
'S
aruman
,
you
missed
your
path
in
life
.
You
should
have
been
the
king
's
jester
and
earned
your
bread
,
and
stripes
too
,
by
mimicking
his
counsellors
.
Ah
me
!
'
he
paused
,
getting
the
better
of
his
mirth
.
'
Understand
one
another
?
I
fear
I
am
beyond
your
comprehension
.
But
you
,
Saruman
,
I
understand
now
too
well
.
I
keep
a
clearer
memory
of
your
arguments
,
and
deeds
,
than
you
suppose
.
When
last
I
visited
you
,
you
were
the
jailor
of
Mordor
,
and
there
I
was
to
be
sent
.
Nay
,
the
guest
who
has
escaped
from
the
roof
,
will
think
twice
before
he
comes
back
in
by
the
door
.
Nay
,
I
do
not
think
I
will
come
up
.
But
listen
,
Saruman
,
for
the
last
time
!
Will
you
not
come
down
?
Isengard
has
proved
less
strong
than
your
hope
and
fancy
made
it
.
So
may
other
things
in
which
you
still
have
trust
.
Would
it
not
be
well
to
leave
it
for
a
while
?
To
turn
to
new
things
,
perhaps
?
Think
well
,
Saruman
!
Will
you
not
come
down
?
'
A
shadow
passed
over
Saruman
's
face
;
then
it
went
deathly
white
.
Before
he
could
conceal
it
,
they
saw
through
the
mask
the
anguish
of
a
mind
in
doubt
,
loathing
to
stay
and
dreading
to
leave
its
refuge
.
For
a
second
he
hesitated
,
and
no
one
breathed
.
Then
he
spoke
,
and
his
voice
was
shrill
and
cold
.
Pride
and
hate
were
conquering
him
.
'
Will
I
come
down
?
'
he
mocked
.
'D
oes
an
unarmed
man
come
down
to
speak
with
robbers
out
of
doors
?
I
can
hear
you
well
enough
here
.
I
am
no
fool
,
and
I
do
not
trust
you
,
Gandalf
.
They
do
not
stand
openly
on
my
stairs
,
but
I
know
where
the
wild
wood-demons
are
lurking
,
at
your
command
.
'
The
treacherous
are
ever
distrustful
,
'
answered
Gandalf
wearily
.
'
But
you
need
not
fear
for
your
skin
.
I
do
not
wish
to
kill
you
,
or
hurt
you
,
as
you
would
know
,
if
you
really
understood
me
.
And
I
have
the
power
to
protect
you
.
I
am
giving
you
a
last
chance
.
You
can
leave
Orthanc
,
free
-
if
you
choose
.
'
'
That
sounds
well
,
'
sneered
Saruman
.
'Ve
ry
much
in
the
manner
of
Gandalf
the
Grey
:
so
condescending
,
and
so
very
kind
.
I
do
not
doubt
that
you
would
find
Orthanc
commodious
,
and
my
departure
convenient
.
But
why
should
I
wish
to
leave
?
And
what
do
you
mean
by
'
free
'
?
There
are
conditions
,
I
presume
?
'
'Re
asons
for
leaving
you
can
see
from
your
windows
.
'
answered
Gandalf
.
'
Others
will
occur
to
your
thought
.
Your
servants
are
destroyed
and
scattered
;
your
neighbours
you
have
made
your
enemies
;
and
you
have
cheated
your
new
master
.
or
tried
to
do
so
.
When
his
eye
turns
hither
,
it
will
be
the
red
eye
of
wrath
.
But
when
I
say
'
free
'
,
I
mean
'
free
'
:
free
from
bond
,
of
chain
or
command
:
to
go
where
you
will
,
even
,
even
to
Mordor
,
Saruman
,
if
you
desire
.
But
you
will
first
surrender
to
me
the
Key
of
Orthanc
,
and
your
staff
.
They
shall
be
pledges
of
your
conduct
,
to
be
returned
later
,
if
you
merit
them
.
'
Saruman
's
face
grew
livid
,
twisted
with
rage
,
and
a
red
light
was
kindled
in
his
eyes
.
He
laughed
wildly
.
'
Later
!
'
he
cried
,
and
his
voice
rose
to
a
scream
.
'
'
Later
!
Yes
,
when
you
also
have
the
Keys
of
Barad-dûr
itself
,
I
suppose
;
and
the
crowns
of
seven
kings
,
and
the
rods
of
the
Five
Wizards
,
and
have
purchased
yourself
a
pair
of
boots
many
sizes
larger
than
those
that
you
wear
now
.
A
modest
plan
.
Hardly
one
in
which
my
help
is
needed
!
I
have
other
things
to
do
.
Do
not
be
a
fool
.
If
you
wish
to
treat
with
me
,
while
you
have
a
chance
,
go
away
,
and
come
back
when
you
are
sober
!
And
leave
behind
these
cut-throats
and
small
rag-tag
that
dangle
at
your
tail
!
Good
day
!
'
He
turned
and
left
the
balcony
.
'
Come
back
,
Saruman
!
'
said
Gandalf
in
a
commanding
voice
.
To
the
amazement
of
the
others
,
Saruman
turned
again
.
and
as
if
dragged
against
his
will
,
he
came
slowly
back
to
the
iron
rail
,
leaning
on
it
,
breathing
hard
.
His
face
was
lined
and
shrunken
.
His
hand
clutched
his
heavy
black
staff
like
a
claw
.
