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The
next
stage
of
their
journey
was
much
the
same
as
the
last
.
As
they
went
on
the
gully
became
ever
shallower
and
the
slope
of
its
floor
more
gradual
.
Its
bottom
was
less
stony
and
more
earthy
,
and
slowly
its
sides
dwindled
to
mere
banks
.
It
began
to
wind
and
wander
.
That
night
drew
to
its
end
,
but
clouds
were
now
over
moon
and
star
,
and
they
knew
of
the
coming
of
day
only
by
the
slow
spreading
of
the
thin
grey
light
.
In
a
chill
hour
they
came
to
the
end
of
the
water-course
.
The
banks
became
moss-grown
mounds
.
Over
the
last
shelf
of
rotting
stone
the
stream
gurgled
and
fell
down
into
a
brown
bog
and
was
lost
.
Dry
reeds
hissed
and
rattled
though
they
could
feel
no
wind
.
On
either
side
and
in
front
wide
fens
and
mires
now
lay
,
stretching
away
southward
and
eastward
into
the
dim
half-light
.
Mists
curled
and
smoked
from
dark
and
noisome
pools
.
The
reek
of
them
hung
stifling
in
the
still
air
.
Far
away
,
now
almost
due
south
,
the
mountain-walls
of
Mordor
loomed
,
like
a
black
bar
of
rugged
clouds
floating
above
a
dangerous
fog-bound
sea
.
The
hobbits
were
now
wholly
in
the
hands
of
Gollum
.
They
did
now
know
,
and
could
not
guess
in
that
misty
light
.
that
they
were
in
fact
only
just
within
the
northern
borders
of
the
marshes
.
the
main
expanse
of
which
lay
south
of
them
.
They
could
,
if
they
had
known
the
lands
,
with
some
delay
have
retraced
their
steps
a
little
,
and
then
turning
east
have
come
round
over
hard
roads
to
the
bare
plain
of
Dagorlad
:
the
field
of
the
ancient
battle
before
the
gates
of
Mordor
.
Not
that
there
was
great
hope
in
such
a
course
.
On
that
stony
plain
there
was
no
cover
,
and
across
it
ran
the
highways
of
the
Orcs
and
the
soldiers
of
the
Enemy
.
Not
even
the
cloaks
of
Lórien
would
have
concealed
them
there
.
'
How
do
we
shape
our
course
now
,
Sméagol
?
'
asked
Frodo
.
'M
ust
we
cross
these
evil-smelling
fens
?
'
'
No
need
,
no
need
at
all
,
'
said
Gollum
.
'N
ot
if
hobbits
want
to
reach
the
dark
mountains
and
go
to
see
Him
very
quick
.
Back
a
little
,
and
round
a
little
'
-
his
skinny
arm
waved
north
and
east
-
'
and
you
can
come
on
hard
cold
roads
to
the
very
gates
of
His
country
.
Lots
of
His
people
will
be
there
looking
out
for
guests
,
very
pleased
to
take
them
straight
to
Him
,
O
yes
.
His
Eye
watches
that
way
all
the
time
.
It
caught
Sméagol
there
,
long
ago
.
'
Gollum
shuddered
.
'
But
Sméagol
has
used
his
eyes
since
then
,
yes
,
yes
:
I
've
used
eyes
and
feet
and
nose
since
then
.
l
know
other
ways
.
More
difficult
,
not
so
quick
;
but
better
,
if
we
do
n't
want
Him
to
see
.
Follow
Sméagol
!
He
can
take
you
through
the
marshes
,
through
the
mists
.
nice
thick
mists
.
Follow
Sméagol
very
carefully
,
and
you
may
go
a
long
way
.
quite
a
long
way
,
before
He
catches
you
,
yes
perhaps
.
'
It
was
already
day
,
a
windless
and
sullen
morning
,
and
the
marsh-reeks
lay
in
heavy
banks
.
No
sun
pierced
the
low
clouded
sky
,
and
Gollum
seemed
anxious
to
continue
the
journey
at
once
.
So
after
a
brief
rest
they
set
out
again
and
were
soon
lost
in
a
shadowy
silent
world
,
cut
off
from
all
view
of
the
lands
about
,
either
the
hills
that
they
had
left
or
the
mountains
that
they
sought
.
They
went
slowly
in
single
file
:
Gollum
,
Sam
,
Frodo
.
Frodo
seemed
the
most
weary
of
the
three
,
and
slow
though
they
went
.
he
often
lagged
.
The
hobbits
soon
found
that
what
had
looked
like
one
vast
fen
was
really
an
endless
network
of
pools
,
and
soft
mires
.
and
winding
half-strangled
water-courses
.
Among
these
a
cunning
eye
and
foot
could
thread
a
wandering
path
.
Gollum
certainly
had
that
cunning
,
and
needed
all
of
it
.
His
head
on
its
long
neck
was
ever
turning
this
way
and
that
,
while
he
sniffed
and
muttered
all
the
time
to
himself
.
