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'
Ah
,
then
it
is
as
I
thought
:
your
trouble
was
with
Boromir
alone
.
He
wished
this
thing
brought
to
Minas
Tirith
.
Alas
!
it
is
a
crooked
fate
that
seals
your
lips
who
saw
him
last
,
and
holds
from
me
that
which
I
long
to
know
:
what
was
in
his
heart
and
thought
in
his
latest
hours
.
Whether
he
erred
or
no
,
of
this
I
am
sure
:
he
died
well
,
achieving
some
good
thing
.
His
face
was
more
beautiful
even
than
in
life
.
'
But
,
Frodo
,
I
pressed
you
hard
at
first
about
Isildur
's
Bane
.
Forgive
me
!
It
was
unwise
in
such
an
hour
and
place
.
I
had
not
had
time
for
thought
.
We
had
had
a
hard
fight
,
and
there
was
more
than
enough
to
fill
my
mind
.
But
even
as
I
spoke
with
you
,
I
drew
nearer
to
the
mark
,
and
so
deliberately
shot
wider
.
For
you
must
know
that
much
is
still
preserved
of
ancient
lore
among
the
Rulers
of
the
city
that
is
not
spread
abroad
.
We
of
my
house
are
not
of
the
line
of
Elendil
.
though
the
blood
of
Númenor
is
in
us
.
For
we
reckon
back
our
line
to
Mardil
,
the
good
steward
,
who
ruled
in
the
king
's
stead
when
he
went
away
to
war
.
And
that
was
King
Eärnur
,
last
of
the
line
of
Anárion
,
and
childless
,
and
he
came
never
back
.
And
the
stewards
have
governed
the
city
since
that
day
,
though
it
was
many
generations
of
Men
ago
.
'
And
this
I
remember
of
Boromir
as
a
boy
,
when
we
together
learned
the
tale
of
our
sires
and
the
history
of
our
city
,
that
always
it
displeased
him
that
his
father
was
not
king
.
"
How
many
hundreds
of
years
needs
it
to
make
a
steward
a
king
,
if
the
king
returns
not
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Few
years
,
maybe
,
in
other
places
of
less
royalty
,
"
my
father
answered
.
"
In
Gondor
ten
thousand
years
would
not
suffice
.
"
Alas
!
poor
Boromir
.
Does
that
not
tell
you
something
of
him
?
'
'
It
does
,
'
said
Frodo
.
'
Yet
always
he
treated
Aragorn
with
honour
.
'
'
I
doubt
it
not
,
'
said
Faramir
.
'
If
he
were
satisfied
of
Aragorn
's
claim
as
you
say
,
he
would
greatly
reverence
him
.
But
the
pinch
has
not
yet
come
.
They
had
not
yet
reached
Minas
Tirith
or
become
rivals
in
her
wars
.
'
But
I
stray
.
We
in
the
house
of
Denethor
know
much
ancient
lore
by
long
tradition
,
and
there
are
moreover
in
our
treasuries
many
things
preserved
:
books
and
tablets
writ
on
withered
parchments
,
yea
,
and
on
stone
,
and
on
leaves
of
silver
and
of
gold
,
in
divers
characters
.
Some
none
can
now
read
;
and
for
the
rest
,
few
ever
unlock
them
.
I
can
read
a
little
in
them
,
for
I
have
had
teaching
.
It
was
these
records
that
brought
the
Grey
Pilgrim
to
us
.
I
first
saw
him
when
I
was
a
child
,
and
he
has
been
twice
or
thrice
since
then
.
'
'
The
Grey
Pilgrim
?
'
said
Frodo
.
'
Had
he
a
name
?
'
'M
ithrandir
we
called
him
in
elf-fashion
,
'
said
Faramir
,
'
and
he
was
content
.
Many
are
my
names
in
many
countries
,
he
said
.
Mithrandir
among
the
Elves
,
Tharkûn
to
the
Dwarves
;
Olórin
I
was
in
my
youth
in
the
West
that
is
forgotten
,
in
the
South
Incánus
,
in
the
North
Gandalf
;
to
the
East
I
go
not
.
'
