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With
that
he
stood
up
and
went
down
to
the
bottom
of
the
gully
again
.
He
looked
out
.
Clear
sky
was
growing
in
the
East
once
more
.
The
skirts
of
the
storm
were
lifting
,
ragged
and
wet
,
and
the
main
battle
had
passed
to
spread
its
great
wings
over
the
Emyn
Muil
;
upon
which
the
dark
thought
of
Sauron
brooded
for
a
while
.
Thence
it
turned
,
smiting
the
Vale
of
Anduin
with
hail
and
lightning
,
and
casting
its
shadow
upon
Minas
Tirith
with
threat
of
war
.
Then
,
lowering
in
the
mountains
,
and
gathering
its
great
spires
,
it
rolled
on
slowly
over
Gondor
and
the
skirts
of
Rohan
,
until
far
away
the
Riders
on
the
plain
saw
its
black
towers
moving
behind
the
sun
,
as
they
rode
into
the
West
.
But
here
,
over
the
desert
and
the
reeking
marshes
the
deep
blue
sky
of
evening
opened
once
more
,
and
a
few
pallid
stars
appeared
,
like
small
white
holes
in
the
canopy
above
the
crescent
moon
.
'
It
's
good
to
be
able
to
see
again
,
'
said
Frodo
,
breathing
deep
.
'
Do
you
know
,
I
thought
for
a
bit
that
I
had
lost
my
sight
?
From
the
lightning
or
something
else
worse
.
I
could
see
nothing
,
nothing
at
all
,
until
the
grey
rope
came
down
.
It
seemed
to
shimmer
somehow
.
'
'
It
does
look
sort
of
silver
in
the
dark
,
'
said
Sam
.
'
Never
noticed
it
before
,
though
I
ca
n't
remember
as
I
've
ever
had
it
out
since
I
first
stowed
it
.
But
if
you
're
so
set
on
climbing
,
Mr.
Frodo
,
how
are
you
going
to
use
it
?
Thirty
ells
,
or
say
,
about
eighteen
fathom
:
that
's
no
more
than
your
guess
at
the
height
of
the
cliff
.
'
Frodo
thought
for
a
while
.
'
Make
it
fast
to
that
stump
,
Sam
!
'
he
said
.
'
Then
I
think
you
shall
have
your
wish
this
time
and
go
first
.
I
'll
lower
you
,
and
you
need
do
no
more
than
use
your
feet
and
hands
to
fend
yourself
off
the
rock
.
Though
,
if
you
put
your
weight
on
some
of
the
ledges
and
give
me
a
rest
,
it
will
help
.
When
you
're
down
,
I
'll
follow
.
I
feel
quite
myself
again
now
.
'
'Ve
ry
well
,
'
said
Sam
heavily
.
'
If
it
must
be
,
let
's
get
it
over
!
'
He
took
up
the
rope
and
made
it
fast
over
the
stump
nearest
to
the
brink
;
then
the
other
end
he
tied
about
his
own
waist
.
Reluctantly
he
turned
and
prepared
to
go
over
the
edge
a
second
time
.
It
did
not
,
however
,
turn
out
half
as
bad
as
he
had
expected
.
The
rope
seemed
to
give
him
confidence
,
though
he
shut
his
eyes
more
than
once
when
he
looked
down
between
his
feet
.
There
was
one
awkward
spot
,
where
there
was
no
ledge
and
the
wall
was
sheer
and
even
undercut
for
a
short
space
;
there
he
slipped
and
swung
out
on
the
silver
line
.
But
Frodo
lowered
him
slowly
and
steadily
,
and
it
was
over
at
last
.
His
chief
fear
had
been
that
the
rope-length
would
give
out
while
he
was
still
high
up
,
but
there
was
still
a
good
bight
in
Frodo
's
hands
,
when
Sam
came
to
the
bottom
and
called
up
:
'
I
'm
down
!
'
His
voice
came
up
clearly
from
below
,
but
Frodo
could
not
see
him
;
his
grey
elven-cloak
had
melted
into
the
twilight
.
Frodo
took
rather
more
time
to
follow
him
.
He
had
the
rope
about
his
waist
and
it
was
fast
above
,
and
he
had
shortened
it
so
that
it
would
pull
him
up
before
he
reached
the
ground
;
still
he
did
not
want
to
risk
a
fall
,
and
he
had
not
quite
Sam
's
faith
in
this
slender
grey
line
.
He
found
two
places
,
all
the
same
,
where
he
had
to
trust
wholly
to
it
:
smooth
surfaces
where
there
was
no
hold
even
for
his
strong
hobbit
fingers
and
the
ledges
were
far
apart
.
But
at
last
he
too
was
down
.
'
Well
!
'
he
cried
.
'
We
've
done
it
!
We
've
escaped
from
the
Emyn
Muil
!
And
now
what
next
,
I
wonder
?
Maybe
we
shall
soon
be
sighing
for
good
hard
rock
under
foot
again
.
'
