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'

Well

,

here

is

our

refuge

,

'

said

Faramir

.

'

Not

a

place

of

great

ease

but

here

you

may

pass

the

night

in

peace

.

It

is

dry

at

least

,

and

there

is

food

,

though

no

fire

.

At

one

time

the

water

flowed

down

through

this

cave

and

out

of

the

arch

,

but

its

course

was

changed

further

up

the

gorge

,

by

workmen

of

old

,

and

the

stream

sent

down

in

a

fall

of

doubled

height

over

the

rocks

far

above

.

All

the

ways

into

this

grot

were

then

sealed

against

the

entry

of

water

or

aught

else

,

all

save

one

.

There

are

now

but

two

ways

out

:

that

passage

yonder

by

which

you

entered

blindfold

,

and

through

the

Window-curtain

into

a

deep

bowl

filled

with

knives

of

stone

.

Now

rest

a

while

,

until

the

evening

meal

is

set

.

'

The

hobbits

were

taken

to

a

corner

and

given

a

low

bed

to

lie

on

,

if

they

wished

.

Meanwhile

men

busied

themselves

about

the

cave

,

quietly

and

in

orderly

quickness

.

Light

tables

were

taken

from

the

walls

and

set

up

on

trestles

and

laden

with

gear

.

This

was

plain

and

unadorned

for

the

most

part

,

but

all

well

and

fairly

,

made

:

round

platters

,

bowls

and

dishes

of

glazed

brown

clay

or

turned

box-wood

,

smooth

and

clean

.

Here

and

there

was

a

cup

or

basin

of

polished

bronze

;

and

a

goblet

of

plain

silver

was

set

by

the

Captain

's

seat

in

the

middle

of

the

inmost

table

.

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Faramir

went

about

among

the

men

,

questioning

each

as

he

came

in

,

in

a

soft

voice

.

Some

came

back

from

the

pursuit

of

the

Southrons

;

others

,

left

behind

as

scouts

near

the

road

,

came

in

latest

.

All

the

Southrons

had

been

accounted

for

,

save

only

the

great

mûmak

:

what

happened

to

him

none

could

say

.

Of

the

enemy

no

movement

could

be

seen

;

not

even

an

orc-spy

was

abroad

.

'

You

saw

and

heard

nothing

,

Anborn

?

'

Faramir

asked

of

the

latest

comer

.

'

Well

,

no

,

lord

,

'

said

the

man

.

'

No

Orc

at

least

.

But

I

saw

,

or

thought

I

saw

,

something

a

little

strange

.

It

was

getting

deep

dusk

,

when

the

eyes

make

things

greater

than

they

should

be

.

So

perhaps

it

may

have

been

no

more

than

a

squirrel

.

'

Sam

pricked

up

his

ears

at

this

.

'

Yet

if

so

,

it

was

a

black

squirrel

,

and

I

saw

no

tail

.

'

Twas

like

a

shadow

on

the

ground

,

and

it

whisked

behind

a

tree-trunk

when

I

drew

nigh

and

went

up

aloft

as

swift

as

any

squirrel

could

.

You

will

not

have

us

slay

wild

beasts

for

no

purpose

,

and

it

seemed

no

more

,

so

I

tried

no

arrow

.

It

was

too

dark

for

sure

shooting

anyway

,

and

the

creature

was

gone

into

the

gloom

of

the

leaves

in

a

twinkling

.

But

I

stayed

for

a

while

,

for

it

seemed

strange

,

and

then

I

hastened

back

.

I

thought

I

heard

the

thing

hiss

at

me

from

high

above

as

I

turned

away

.

A

large

squirrel

,

maybe

.

Perhaps

under

the

shadow

of

the

Unnamed

some

of

the

beasts

of

Mirkwood

are

wandering

hither

to

our

woods

.

They

have

black

squirrels

there

,

'

tis

said

.

'

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'

Perhaps

,

'

said

Faramir

.

'

But

that

would

be

an

ill

omen

,

if

it

were

so

.

We

do

not

want

the

escapes

of

Mirkwood

in

Ithilien

.

'

Sam

fancied

that

he

gave

a

swift

glance

towards

the

hobbits

as

he

spoke

;

but

Sam

said

nothing

.

For

a

while

he

and

Frodo

lay

back

and

watched

the

torchlight

,

and

the

men

moving

to

and

fro

speaking

in

hushed

voices

.

Then

suddenly

Frodo

fell

asleep

.

Sam

struggled

with

himself

,

arguing

this

way

and

that

.

'

He

may

be

all

right

,

'

he

thought

,

'

and

then

he

may

not

.

Fair

speech

may

hide

a

foul

heart

.

'

He

yawned

.

'

I

could

sleep

for

a

week

,

and

I

'd

be

better

for

it

.

And

what

can

I

do

,

if

I

do

keep

awake

,

me

all

alone

,

and

all

these

great

Men

about

?

Nothing

,

Sam

Gamgee

;

but

you

've

got

to

keep

awake

all

the

same

.

'

And

somehow

he

managed

it

.

The

light

faded

from

the

cave

door

,

and

the

grey

veil

of

falling

water

grew

dim

and

was

lost

in

gathering

shadow

.

Always

the

sound

of

the

water

went

on

,

never

changing

its

note

,

morning

or

evening

or

night

.

It

murmured

and

whispered

of

sleep

.

Sam

stuck

his

knuckles

in

his

eyes

.

Now

more

torches

were

being

lit

.

A

cask

of

wine

was

broached

.

Storage

barrels

were

being

opened

.

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