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Frodo
,
'
he
said
at
last
,
'
but
I
think
the
rope
came
off
itself
-
when
I
called
.
'
He
coiled
it
up
and
stowed
it
lovingly
in
his
pack
.
'
It
certainly
came
,
'
said
Frodo
,
'
and
that
's
the
chief
thing
.
But
now
we
've
got
to
think
of
our
next
move
.
Night
will
be
on
us
soon
.
How
beautiful
the
stars
are
,
and
the
Moon
!
'
'
They
do
cheer
the
heart
,
do
n't
they
?
'
said
Sam
looking
up
.
'
Elvish
they
are
.
somehow
.
And
the
Moon
's
growing
.
We
have
n't
seen
him
for
a
night
or
two
in
this
cloudy
weather
.
He
's
beginning
to
give
quite
a
light
.
'
'
Yes
,
'
said
Frodo
;
'
but
he
wo
n't
be
full
for
some
days
.
I
do
n't
think
we
'll
try
the
marshes
by
the
light
of
half
a
moon
.
'
Under
the
first
shadows
of
night
they
started
out
on
the
next
stage
of
their
journey
.
After
a
while
Sam
turned
and
looked
back
at
the
way
they
had
come
.
The
mouth
of
the
gully
was
a
black
notch
in
the
dim
cliff
.
'
I
'm
glad
we
've
got
the
rope
,
'
he
said
.
'
We
've
set
a
little
puzzle
for
that
footpad
,
anyhow
.
He
can
try
his
nasty
flappy
feet
on
those
ledges
!
'
They
picked
their
steps
away
from
the
skirts
of
the
cliff
,
among
a
wilderness
of
boulders
and
rough
stones
,
wet
and
slippery
with
the
heavy
rain
.
The
ground
still
fell
away
sharply
.
They
had
not
gone
very
far
when
they
came
upon
a
great
fissure
that
yawned
suddenly
black
before
their
feet
.
It
was
not
wide
,
but
it
was
too
wide
to
jump
across
in
the
dim
light
.
They
thought
they
could
hear
water
gurgling
in
its
depths
.
It
curved
away
on
their
left
northward
,
back
towards
the
hills
.
and
so
barred
their
road
in
that
direction
,
at
any
rate
while
darkness
lasted
.
'
We
had
better
try
a
way
back
southwards
along
the
line
of
the
cliff
,
I
think
,
'
said
Sam
.
'
We
might
find
some
nook
there
,
or
even
a
cave
or
something
.
'
'
I
suppose
so
,
'
said
Frodo
.
'
I
'm
tired
.
and
I
do
n't
think
I
can
scramble
among
stones
much
longer
tonight
-
though
I
grudge
the
delay
.
I
wish
there
was
a
clear
path
in
front
of
us
:
then
I
'd
go
on
till
my
legs
gave
way
.
'
They
did
not
find
the
going
any
easier
at
the
broken
feet
of
the
Emyn
Muil
.
Nor
did
Sam
find
any
nook
or
hollow
to
shelter
in
:
only
bare
stony
slopes
frowned
over
by
the
cliff
,
which
now
rose
again
,
higher
and
more
sheer
as
they
went
back
.
In
the
end
,
worn
out
,
they
just
cast
themselves
on
the
ground
under
the
lee
of
a
boulder
lying
not
far
from
the
foot
of
the
precipice
.
There
for
some
time
they
sat
huddled
mournfully
together
in
the
cold
stony
night
,
while
sleep
crept
upon
them
in
spite
of
all
they
could
do
to
hold
it
off
.
The
moon
now
rode
high
and
clear
.
Its
thin
white
light
lit
up
the
faces
of
the
rocks
and
drenched
the
cold
frowning
walls
of
the
cliff
,
turning
all
the
wide
looming
darkness
into
a
chill
pale
grey
scored
with
black
shadows
.
