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'
A
beautiful
,
restful
night
!
'
said
Merry
to
Aragorn
.
'S
ome
folk
have
wonderful
luck
.
He
did
not
want
to
sleep
,
and
he
wanted
to
ride
with
Gandalf
-
and
there
he
goes
!
Instead
of
being
turned
into
a
stone
himself
to
stand
here
for
ever
as
a
warning
.
'
'
If
you
had
been
the
first
to
lift
the
Orthanc-stone
,
and
not
he
,
how
would
it
be
now
?
'
said
Aragorn
.
'
You
might
have
done
worse
.
Who
can
say
?
But
now
it
is
your
luck
to
come
with
me
,
I
fear
.
At
once
.
Go
and
get
ready
,
and
bring
anything
that
Pippin
left
behind
.
Make
haste
!
'
Over
the
plains
Shadowfax
was
flying
,
needing
no
urging
and
no
guidance
.
Less
than
an
hour
had
passed
,
and
they
had
reached
the
Fords
of
Isen
and
crossed
them
.
The
Mound
of
the
Riders
and
its
cold
spears
lay
grey
behind
them
.
Pippin
was
recovering
.
He
was
warm
,
but
the
wind
in
his
face
was
keen
and
refreshing
.
He
was
with
Gandalf
.
The
horror
of
the
stone
and
of
the
hideous
shadow
over
the
moon
was
fading
,
things
left
behind
in
the
mists
of
the
mountains
or
in
a
passing
dream
.
He
drew
a
deep
breath
.
'
I
did
not
know
you
rode
bare-back
,
Gandalf
,
'
he
said
.
'
You
have
n't
a
saddle
or
a
bridle
!
'
'
I
do
not
ride
elf-fashion
,
except
on
Shadowfax
,
'
said
Gandalf
.
'
But
Shadowfax
will
have
no
harness
.
You
do
not
ride
Shadowfax
:
he
is
willing
to
carry
you-or
not
.
If
he
is
willing
,
that
is
enough
.
It
is
then
his
business
to
see
that
you
remain
on
his
back
,
unless
you
jump
off
into
the
air
.
'
'
How
fast
is
he
going
?
'
asked
Pippin
.
'
Fast
by
the
wind
,
but
very
smooth
.
And
how
light
his
footfalls
are
!
'
'
He
is
running
now
as
fast
as
the
swiftest
horse
could
gallop
,
'
answered
Gandalf
;
'
but
that
is
not
fast
for
him
.
The
land
is
rising
a
little
here
,
and
is
more
broken
than
it
was
beyond
the
river
.
But
see
how
the
White
Mountains
are
drawing
near
under
the
stars
!
Yonder
are
the
Thrihyrne
peaks
like
black
spears
.
It
will
not
be
long
before
we
reach
the
branching
roads
and
come
to
the
Deeping-coomb
,
where
the
battle
was
fought
two
nights
ago
.
'
