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'N
ot
yet
,
'
said
Gandalf
.
'
There
remains
a
short
while
of
doubt
which
we
must
use
.
The
Enemy
,
it
is
clear
,
thought
that
the
Stone
was
in
Orthanc
-
why
should
he
not
?
And
that
therefore
the
hobbit
was
captive
there
,
driven
to
look
in
the
glass
for
his
torment
by
Saruman
.
That
dark
mind
will
be
filled
now
with
the
voice
and
face
of
the
hobbit
and
with
expectation
:
it
may
take
some
time
before
he
learns
his
error
.
We
must
snatch
that
time
.
We
have
been
too
leisurely
.
We
must
move
.
The
neighbourhood
of
Isengard
is
no
place
now
to
linger
in
.
I
will
ride
ahead
at
once
with
Peregrin
Took
.
It
will
be
better
for
him
than
lying
in
the
dark
while
others
sleep
.
'
'
I
will
keep
Éomer
and
ten
Riders
,
'
said
the
king
.
'
They
shall
ride
with
me
at
early
day
.
The
rest
may
go
with
Aragorn
and
ride
as
soon
as
they
have
a
mind
.
'
'
As
you
will
,
'
said
Gandalf
.
'
But
make
all
the
speed
you
may
to
the
cover
of
the
hills
,
to
Helm
's
Deep
!
'
At
that
moment
a
shadow
fell
over
them
.
The
bright
moonlight
seemed
to
be
suddenly
cut
off
.
Several
of
the
Riders
cried
out
,
and
crouched
,
holding
their
arms
above
their
heads
,
as
if
to
ward
off
a
blow
from
above
:
a
blind
fear
and
a
deadly
cold
fell
on
them
.
Cowering
they
looked
up
.
A
vast
winged
shape
passed
over
the
moon
like
a
black
cloud
.
It
wheeled
and
went
north
,
flying
at
a
speed
greater
than
any
wind
of
Middle-earth
.
The
stars
fainted
before
it
.
It
was
gone
.
They
stood
up
,
rigid
as
stones
.
Gandalf
was
gazing
up
,
his
arms
out
and
downwards
,
stiff
,
his
hands
clenched
.
'N
azgûl
!
'
he
cried
.
'
The
messenger
of
Mordor
.
The
storm
is
coming
.
The
Nazgûl
have
crossed
the
River
!
Ride
,
ride
!
Wait
not
for
the
dawn
!
Let
not
the
swift
wait
for
the
slow
!
Ride
!
'
He
sprang
away
,
calling
Shadowfax
as
he
ran
.
Aragorn
followed
him
.
Going
to
Pippin
,
Gandalf
picked
him
up
in
his
arms
.
'
You
shall
come
with
me
this
time
,
'
he
said
.
'S
hadowfax
shall
show
you
his
paces
.
'
Then
he
ran
to
the
place
where
he
had
slept
.
Shadowfax
stood
there
already
.
Slinging
the
small
bag
which
was
all
his
luggage
across
his
shoulders
,
the
wizard
leapt
upon
the
horse
's
back
.
Aragorn
lifted
Pippin
and
set
him
in
Gandalf
's
arms
,
,
wrapped
in
cloak
and
blanket
.
'
Farewell
!
Follow
fast
!
'
cried
Gandalf
.
'
Away
,
Shadowfax
!
'
The
great
horse
tossed
his
head
.
His
flowing
tail
flicked
in
the
moonlight
.
Then
he
leapt
forward
,
spurning
the
earth
,
and
was
gone
like
the
north
wind
from
the
mountains
.
